Pull-eezzz get dressed!
Remember on the various Royal Caribbean Cruises I kept threatening to do a photo series on bad fashion choices? Especial as it related for women on Formal night? Just your your imagination for a second. This of Lulu from the Stephanie Plum Mysteries – plus size crammed into glittery spandex or women two decades older than me wearing skirts too short odor Maus. Then there are all the backless, sleeveless, plunging front necklines completely exposing old, crepey discolored skin. Since a suit or tuxedos on a man cover almost all the skin (unless too small and gaping at the front) I am more likely to have to display Hawaii shirts in eye searing colors and patterns straining across huge bellies or acres of staffing and faded tattooed skin topping obscenely tiny speedos.
Trust me guys – if you don’t have washboard abs – you don’t belong in a sped. Notice that I did not say six pack since way too many interpret that as a keg.
Well here I am on NCL which is Freestyling. It means that there are no assigned main dining room seats or formal nights. You are “free” to be yourself and dress in what you chose and hit the troughs when you want. It seems like a significant number of people take it as an invitation to be complete slobs. All of your knot that I limit dress up – cocktail parties and the country club scene are so not my style. But really? Jeans & T-shirts to the Captain’s Reception? My 24 year old daughter has more sense than most of the 30w. 40s. 50s+ on this ship who should know better. She didn’t have fancy clothes along and didn’t feel it was appropriate to attend more formal events in very casual. Add in the cultural difference represented by all the different passenger nationalities and using the word bizarre is an understatement.
I really wish some of the passengers would get dressed but maybe this is what they wear for a day out on the town at home? I never planned on turning into a crabby lady, but Ms Manners is correct. There are clothes that need to be relegated to certain areas of one’s home and never seen in public. It may be for reasons of decency, cleanliness or because the wearing of rags out at a formal event is simply in bad taste. Somewhat akin to wearing hair curlers and muumuus with flip-flops to Tiffany’s.