March 23 • 01:21 AM

Fashion tends to be fleeting

August 15, 2007
Don't quote me on this—I'm anything but a trendsetter or fashion critic, but I've heard that the fashion word is: brown is the new black, and pantyhose are out. Well, now...where does that leave me? Probably still wearing black...and pantyhose. Aware that black had, to some, become synonymous with the "Gothic look," I, in the company of others who had pounds to camouflage, had continued to wear it. Like a magician's sleight of hand, black works a little magic. And who, anyway, has ever heard that everyone needs a little brown dress?

On the subject of pantyhose, I remember when they replaced hosiery held up by garters, and before that it was the stockings with the line up the back. I can certainly understand why those came and went. Just think what a pain it must have been to not only have to worry about not getting snags and runs, but you had to make sure those seams were straight. But no respectable woman would be caught at a social function without them. To go to church without them would have been, I think, some sort of sacrilege. The really ironic thing about this is that, if what I've read is true, originally only women of less than honorable repute introduced the idea of nylon stockings.

Trends and fads are exactly that—they come and go—and they don't apply only to clothing. I was reminded of that the other day when Michael was trying to reach one of his friends by cell phone. "Try the house phone," I suggested, rather sensibly, I thought. His response was, "Who uses house phones, anyway?"

I thought of trends in relationship to music, say, as in worship music. Probably

every church I know is involved in some sort of dialog involving music. I happen to love classical music, have learned to appreciate some of the more contemporary work, grew up on pretty good male quartets (my mom's brothers) but not Southern gospel. However, I know some Southern gospel quartet members and many people who enjoy their music; therefore I enjoy worshiping with them. I'm not wild about the really contemporary music, but, because in my mid-40s I had a baby (who is now a 20-year-old college student), I love being in a worship service in which he can truly worship. I've come to the conclusion that in a church of, say, 200 people, there are going to be as many different tastes. I was reminded recently that a generation or two back the big debate was over whether to allow hymns, as many worshipers thought only the psalms were appropriate songs to use in church. Thankfully, we have a variety of radio stations in this area which feature different genres. And I heard of one of my contemporaries who misses the hymnal we grew to love and keeps it by her treadmill. (It makes the half hour go by much more quickly, she said.)

And so on...and so on. Sometimes we major in the minors, dwell on the peripheral until we miss the heart of the matter and unnecessarily put a tear in the unity, speaking un-peace to all who are observing. Having said that, I guess some feel an obligation to preserve what's worth preserving. This writing business is tough. As soon as you say one thing, you see other viewpoints worth airing. And when you see it in print, you sometimes see errors at the same time as other people do. (P.S. I don't think 100,000,000 was the right number last week, but in my fast note-taking, I think I snuck who knows how many extra years in there). Good thing the paper isn't responsible for what columnists write, and that its reputation doesn't rise and fall on what I say.

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