October 11, 2010
We’re not talking expensive high fashion here. We’re talking about putting a little effort in. I walk around pretty much all year in my basic uniform of white t-shirt, hoodie, jeans, and Converse. Zero effort, little pride. I should know better.
I live in a building with a ton of seniors. They still care. Lord knows how long it takes them to get ready to walk, very slowly, to Safeway to do their daily shop. They respect themselves enough to know that while they could get away with wearing a long coat over their matching sweatsuit, they wouldn’t dare try it. The ladies do their white hair, they put on a dress, some lipstick, if it’s windy they tie on a bonnet, they wear shoes – not runners… and off they go. All this for their one hour and once daily venture outside of their suite. There are men I know – real men – in their late 80′s that would never leave the house without at least a button-up shirt, a vest, and a nice hat. Usually all of the above are brown, because that’s how they roll. If a daughter is stopping by to take them to dinner (usually at around 5:30pm) then a tie is a must. That’s class. Look at old pictures from hockey games. If you were lucky enough to head out to watch Rocket Richard play, the very least you could do was look like you cared about being there by dressing your best. Let’s go one step further… and show our respect for the grown man or woman who clearly isn’t laden with money but they’re trying their hardest to present themselves with some dignity by piecing together an outfit from Salvation Army or Value Village. They care. Not what others think, but what they think of themselves. This isn’t about brand names or money. It’s about class. You can’t buy class, but you can get it. Don’t let it die.