A recent trip to a huuuuge high street retailer (ok, Primark) has had me thinking about the contentious issue of ‘being different’ I was wandering around said mahoosive store when my eye was drawn to the usually dull hosiery section. Now, I have been known to purchase the odd pair of hold-ups, when a skirt has been just-too-tight to hide suspender belt bumps and I’ve reached the end of my tether with tights which ALWAYS seem to fail to house my ample bottom and end up rolling half way down my legs, by the time I’m half way to the train station. I usually just get the plain, non glossy variety as, unlike fully fashioned stockings, I don’t see them as things of beauty, just a necessity. On this occasion, I spotted a rack of seamed-style hold-ups, complete with foot and point-heel detail. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s great that these lovely looking things are available for everyone to indulge in, and at a very reasonable price, but for those of us who enjoy sourcing, buying and wearing genuine vintage fully-fashioned stockings, is this somehow diluting our little hobby, or at the very least pushing it into the mainstream? Of course, none of this is vitally important and is really just the internal workings of my mind. A few questions that I think it does raise, however, are these… “Do we often wear things which are considered different or out of the norm because we want to be considered as different or out of the norm?” “Whilst we often say that we wish our chosen style was easier to obtain or was more socially acceptable, do we feel some-how cheated when these things come to pass?” Finally “Is it now so ‘normal’ to be ‘different’ that we’re turning into chracatures of ourselves, just to prove a point?”. I’d love to hear thoughts and views on this, so feel free to comment, below. Bye!
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