"HERE'S WHAT I WORE"
Skirt: Brown plaid vintage from who-knows where
Blouse: JCrew
Cardi: JCrew
Shoes: Ferragamo
THE ACCESSORIES:Pocketbook: Croc by Ferragamo
Headband: Ferragamo
Lipstick: 'Talisman' by Chanel
Cologne: Ferragamo
Ponytail bow: Ivory grosgrain ribbon
Readers: Tortoise shell
Wedding Band: 'Eternity' by Cartier
Earrings & Bracelet: Pearls by Ralph Lauren
Shoes: 'Vara' croc pumps by Ferragamo
After Church, I had my Sunday Dinner {lunch} at Panera Bread. As usual, I kept an eye open to those around me...how they behaved themselves at the table, how they sat, et cetera. I can't help it. I'm a people watcher and naturally, being a dining etiquette snob, I do watch the way others behave at the table. Yes, other people do notice your table manners and how you conduct yourself at the dining table...especially in public. As usual, I saw some pretty bad examples of dining etiquette today.
But I was more shocked by the language of four young girls I saw in a department store at the tacky mall after dinner. These girls could not have been older than 16. Now, I know times are changing and young girls are not the same today as they were when I was 16. Back then, I was always dressed to shop in my Sunday best with stockings and gloves and making sure I was on my best behavior, just in case one of Mama's friends was also out and about. Not these girls I saw today! No ma'am! As I stood nearby going through some cute loot on the rack, I heard the most filthy language coming out of their mouths. I thought to myself, "It's one thing to cuss in private, but to talk like that...out loud, so anyone can hear you?" This cussing every other word went on and on and on. Like it IS their vocabulary. One of the girls glanced over at me and said "Sorry." I kind of smiled at her and asked her "Does y'all's Mamas know y'all talk like that in public?" One of the tackier girls of the group said "I learned to talk like this from my Mama." I just gave her my 'Miss Janice look.' How pathetic is that...to learn to cuss like a sailor from your Mama.
I'm sure that I have told y'all before that during my entire lifetime, I have never heard my Mama utter a cuss word. At her most stressful moments in life, she might say "I swannee," which means "I swear" in Southern talk and is Mama's idea of cussing, since a Southern lady with manners would never even say "I swear."
Cursing has become so natural to some that it seems to be the only way they can express themselves. This kind of public tackiness is eating away at our civility y'all. What do you think? Or dare I ask?
