Yet, for a year and a half, I had a very fine answer to this question. I wore a person of distinction almost daily. I wasn’t wearing Cavalli or Chanel...
I was wearing Claire.
Clearly, my daughter and I aren't red-carpet ready. But if we had the opportunity and Ryan Seacrest were to use his astute journalistic skills to query further about my extraordinary baby outfit, I would reply with great enthusiasm and pride. I would say that she's made entirely by hand. I would tell him that I worked on my creation for over nine months, and that she required intensive labor. I would say that I count my daily accessory as priceless and unique -- couture in the best sense of the word.
But he's probably not going to ask, and I probably won't walk the red carpet in my one-of-a kind creation. That's okay. I did get to do this:
And, now that Claire is older, I get to do this:
Clothes aren't really the point here, are they? Really, you barely noticed what I'm wearing in these photos, did you?
When I look at each picture, I do see a "who". I see my daughter. I notice myself in relation to another. I notice a connection between two people, between mama and child.
Sure, you can really, really like a dress on the red carpet. But love doesn't come from fancy clothes or make-up or big parties.
Love grows in the fertile soil of everyday, uncelebrated gestures.
No, I won't be walking the red carpet anytime soon. That's okay. My designer creation is a true labor of love.
And I didn't have to squeeze my toesies into Louboutin's either!
Moms and friends! Some of my lovely blogger buddies and I thought we would have fun combining the #365FeministSelfie with Award Season in this post and in a link-up. The #365FeministSelfie is all about showing women as they are, no filter, no primping, no perfection, and perhaps no makeup. Pretty much the complete opposite of the Award Season Red Carpet drama-rama. So we’re asking you...
Who are YOU wearing? Link up a post with a picture and/or some text below. And, remember, COME AS YOU ARE!
