Those of you who’ve followed my posts are very familiar with the serendipitous nature of my research. I go looking for one thing and find five other fascinating, though completely unrelated, historical tidbits. (The original item I was looking for? Well, tomorrow is another day). Good thing I have a website and fab readers who like reading about this stuff!
The incident described in the following article takes place 44 years after bloomers first emerged in the U.S. Over those ensuing decades, they were adopted by some women as an act of rebellion, but in broader society they were primarily for active wear: bicycling costumes, gymnastic uniforms, and so on. (Incidentally, the bicycling outfit my protagonist, Concordia Wells, wears is comprised of similar leggings, but includes a shortened over-skirt for modesty).
But wearing bloomers in a gymnasium is one thing; strolling around wearing them out on the public street is entirely different. The lady named “Trixy” finds this out:
Apparently the Superintendent of Police was made of sterner stuff than the mayor.
Are there any outfits that would make you run screaming out of a room? I’d love to hear from you.
Until next time,
Kathy
Oh that’s funny. And I’ve always liked the word, bloomers! Just something so perfect about it. Haha.
…and cheery, too! Thanks so much for stopping by, Coleen! 🙂
Almost every time I go to Wal-Mart I feel the need to go running from the room. For some reasons Wal-Mart shoppers are the most ridiculous people on the planet. Good heavens, do they not own mirrors?
Once again, grand article.
Patricia Rickrode
w/a Jansen Schmidt
LOL, Patricia, I guess the dress code is a bit different at Walmart…. Thanks for visiting! 🙂
How times have changed! These days people seem to think that it’s perfectly acceptable to wear nothing but the aptly named tights on their lower half. And some of them aren’t even entirely opaque when stretched. [shudders]
That IS quite a leap, isn’t it? There are definitely some folks out there who could use a few fashion tips. 😉 So nice to see you, Deborah!
Really?? He fled from the room? How funny! It’s fascinating how our views about what’s comfortable and appropriate have changed over time. This is great – thanks, Kathy.
Maybe he was worried about getting in trouble with his wife, LOL. Thanks for stopping by, Margot! 😉