I am absolutely a magazine addict. I love magazines and I read a lot of them. I also love magazines for just looking at the pictures. It's something that occupies me when the M.E. has taken over my brain and I can't focus very well. When that happens I can't read the things I would normally read, I can't write and I can't create any art. I'm not much inclined to watch television. I do use the internet as entertainment and there are blogs and websites and Pinterest to give me the equivalent of magazines, but I still love magazines, turning the actual pages, holding it in my hands and reading it while lying down. After all, I can't take my laptop into the bathtub! I read serious magazines and frivolous magazines. I love them all but the fashion magazines and the shelter magazines have those damn trendy things in them and trends can be irksome.
Even worse than a season full of fashion trends I dislike, is when there are things I really do like. Then I have to decide if I can tolerate looking like I cared and ran out and bought the latest trend. In fact I am a bit more inclined to run out and buy whatever has been just declared so over because I'm a bit contrary by nature. (I mean, are hair scrunchies really so bad?) So with that in mind, I perused the hosiery section at the drugstore recently thinking, well if nude tights, as they call them in the UK, or pantyhose as we call them here, are so horrible and unthinkable and not done such that Cosmopolitan and Glamour magazine fashion editors would recommend against them, then perhaps I want to consider wearing them again. According to Voguepedia (I had no idea there was such a thing until just now) nude tights went out of fashion in 1994 when designers stopped showing them on the runways. Perhaps it was too difficult having to worry about S.A.
For those of us who are not runway models or who don't live in Florida or California or any other nice warm place in the world for that matter, bare legs with skirts and dresses is just not always an option. In winter I wear opaque black tights but we are entering that transition season, where I want to start wearing less black, and yet totally bare legs get a little bit too chilly. Since I'm old enough to remember once having worn pantyhose, I also remember that they did have a slight ability to keep my legs warm, which is the very reason I rarely wore them in summer. So I examined the packages of pantyhose and stay up stockings with interest and did what I always do with hoisery, I read the size chart on the back. Apparently anyone my height, which happens to be 5'9.25" and weight, which happens to be 165 lbs, does not exist. I could be shorter and heavier, or taller and lighter.
I was so amazed to find out that I did not exist that I put the package back on the shelf, stunned, and confused and walked away. But I have not given up on this idea just yet. Stockings look old-ladyish some say. No, say, I. Only when they are beige, opaque, the texture of a tensor bandage and baggy around your ankles. My quest is not over. I am determined to get through spring with a pair of sheer black and transition to sheer nude stockings (not fake sun tan coloured) and I am determined to find some that acknowledge my size. I will probably pay an arm and a leg, or perhaps through the nose, which sounds even more painful than losing arms and legs, and then get a run in them immediately upon wearing them. Stay tuned for my rant about how the makers of stockings ought to be forced to watch endless reruns of Justin Bieber videos.
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A random thing: Who knew Quakers made stockings? I thought they only made oatmeal
I stumbled across this blog while doing internet research on stockings. If you like vintage clothes, sewing your own clothes and the history of clothing, you might want to check it out.
Source for Chatelaine and The Walrus magazine covers featured at the top of the page:http://blog.magazine-awards.com/tag/magazine-covers/