Fabrege'
...was the artisan who created eggs for the royal houses of Russia. Easter is one of the most celebrated holidays in Russia....and that's enough of "Discovery Channel Easter."
It was noted upon this morning in church that we are a pastel nation - and, in the Southland, it's quite true. Men who are usually in jeans and "man colors" allowed their wives to adorn them with madras and all sorts of shades of pinks, lavenders and baby blues. I find the whole thing amusing, when I think to pay attention to my surroundings and step out of my culture enough to be able to make fun of it and not take it OR MYSELF so seriously!!!! This goes hand in hand with the whole mentality of , "A Southern Woman Buys an Easter Dress." Sigh. This is an event of my heritage that I've put blinders on for the past few years, and maybe it's all women, maybe it's me - but Easter is like my "prom" with the exception of a couple of years here and there, I can pretty much tell you what I wore for every Easter. What's REALLY funny is that in one of my Bibles (the church "pocket" one), I have this pic from Easter of 80 or 81, of Daddy and I standing outside the FIRST BAPTIST CHURCH. (The First Baptist anything is also a Southern memory of childhood for most of us.) I remember I had rolled my hair into those HORRID sponge rollers the night before for the curly look, and as I came upon it this morning, I muffled a giggle, passed it to Gretchen and said, "Oh look, I have the same hair!" Indeed I do.
The whole circus of trying to acquire an easter "ensemble" is QUITE trying. For starters, they really don't make "dresses" anymore - much. Skirt and twinset combos and all sorts of things if you want to look like one of those prostitues that hung out outside the temple from the OT (not to be confused with the OC). Not to keep the masses in suspense (like anyone really cares what I ended up wearing for Easter Sunday) I ended up with one of those 50's looking skirts, pleated, below the knee, which i wore with a cardigan AND pearls. It was totally a "Phooey, I burned the darned pot roast, now lets get the kids in the mini-van, " moment.
All THAT to say - that HE IS RISEN INDEED and happy easter to all!! Note to Shelly: can't wait to see pics of your kids in Easter regalia - it's like the Muppet Babies do Easter!
It was noted upon this morning in church that we are a pastel nation - and, in the Southland, it's quite true. Men who are usually in jeans and "man colors" allowed their wives to adorn them with madras and all sorts of shades of pinks, lavenders and baby blues. I find the whole thing amusing, when I think to pay attention to my surroundings and step out of my culture enough to be able to make fun of it and not take it OR MYSELF so seriously!!!! This goes hand in hand with the whole mentality of , "A Southern Woman Buys an Easter Dress." Sigh. This is an event of my heritage that I've put blinders on for the past few years, and maybe it's all women, maybe it's me - but Easter is like my "prom" with the exception of a couple of years here and there, I can pretty much tell you what I wore for every Easter. What's REALLY funny is that in one of my Bibles (the church "pocket" one), I have this pic from Easter of 80 or 81, of Daddy and I standing outside the FIRST BAPTIST CHURCH. (The First Baptist anything is also a Southern memory of childhood for most of us.) I remember I had rolled my hair into those HORRID sponge rollers the night before for the curly look, and as I came upon it this morning, I muffled a giggle, passed it to Gretchen and said, "Oh look, I have the same hair!" Indeed I do.
The whole circus of trying to acquire an easter "ensemble" is QUITE trying. For starters, they really don't make "dresses" anymore - much. Skirt and twinset combos and all sorts of things if you want to look like one of those prostitues that hung out outside the temple from the OT (not to be confused with the OC). Not to keep the masses in suspense (like anyone really cares what I ended up wearing for Easter Sunday) I ended up with one of those 50's looking skirts, pleated, below the knee, which i wore with a cardigan AND pearls. It was totally a "Phooey, I burned the darned pot roast, now lets get the kids in the mini-van, " moment.
All THAT to say - that HE IS RISEN INDEED and happy easter to all!! Note to Shelly: can't wait to see pics of your kids in Easter regalia - it's like the Muppet Babies do Easter!
posted by Erin J @ 14:02
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