Thursday, April 10, 2014

Fashion Show

I believe that if you think about disaster, you will get it. Brood about
death and you hasten your demise. Think positively and masterfully with
confidence and faith, and life becomes more secure, more fraught
with action, richer in achievement and experience.

Eddie Rickenbacker

Today is the fashion show.  I am wondering now what I got myself into.  First of all, we had rehearsal yesterday, and nobody seems to know what they are doing.  All I know is that one of the men is supposed to take my arm and lead me across the room.  From there it is up to me to do the model walk and give a whirl so everyone can see my outfit.  Well, I walk with a cane, but am going to take a couple Aleve an hour before so the pain should ease up.  Heck, even with that it is going to be hard enough to not walk with a limp.  (I have one leg that is longer than the other.  When I was younger, it didn't bother me so much, but now that arthritis has set in, it has become much more pronounced.) Besides, even without the arthritis, I have never had what one would call a sexy model's walk.   

Secondly, I had been told just to wear something nice.  Okay, that sounds easy enough, so I went out and bought the outfit above..a long black skirt and top.   I consider that 'nice'. What bothers me is that I asked over and over again what I should wear.  Now, I am hearing that most of the women will be getting 'dressy dressed', and I don't have anything like that.  I outgrew all those fancy clothes a long time ago.  Not only that, I never even thought of shoes.  There are many Chinese women in the show, and they are so flamboyant.  I love them for it, and envy them.  You should see them on the dance floor.  And all of them wear heels.  Not only can I not wear heels due to my weak ankles, but I honestly don't even have any dressy flats.  I just don't go anyplace where I need them, so when I buy, I buy for comfort and leisure only. I've decided that my boots will look best with the long skirt.  Hubby, bless his heart, shined them all up for me.  

I have to say that between bosom  Betty ( I swear that she must be a 50DDDDD) who decided to take over the rehearsal and announce that if we all don't learn to walk properly it will look funny because everyone will be doing their own thing....and looking at photos from last year's show, I left rehearsal feeling quite intimidated and wanting not to even show up tomorrow.  But, when I had a chance to think about it, I realized that a lot of that is my own insecurities.  I've always been this way when I have to face an audience.  Stage fright.  It was even hard for me to get comfortable running groups.  You should have seen me the first time.  Talk about being tongue-tied and so afraid of saying the wrong thing. 

Well, I don't have to say anything this time.  All I have to do is walk. How could I possibly mess that up?  By thinking about it too much and making myself a nervous wreck.  By thinking of it as a positive rather than a negative.  It is going to be fun.  I WILL have fun if I allow myself to.  It's all a matter of perception. I CAN do this, and I will not let my friend down. Thanks for letting me share.  Had to get this off my chest.  Writing it out made me see it more clearly. 

 If you persuade yourself thatyou can do a certain thing,
provided this thing be possible,you will do it, 
however difficult it may be. 
If, on the contrary, you imagine that
you cannot do the simplest thing in the world, 
it is impossible for you to do it, 
and molehills become for you unscalable mountains

Emile Coue


  1. You're right -- be lighthearted and have fun with it!

  2. You're right, Mary! It's all in perception. You might be surprised at how much fun you have! I wish i could come to your fashion show! Hugs. :)

  3. Be who you are, proudly, comfort shoes and all. Just have fun with it!

  4. What sometimes works for me when Im nervous about an event, I'll imagine how I'll feel or would like to feel when it's all done. Satisfied, happy and sometimes relieved. I"m sure you'll look great and do well, Mary

  5. I always like to say " one hundred years from now, who will know",but those are just words and are not too comforting.
    I'm betting that some others in the Fashion Show were feeling a little insecure too, as would be expected.
    Knock Em dead Mary!