Summer of love,
I see no clouds ahead.
There may not be orange Popsicles in this post. Or lemonade. And I can’t promise any hippie dippy action nor flowers in anyone’s head. What I can promise is a new chapter of Project Sister Act. That movement which encourages women of all ages (from teens all the way to 70s) to thumb their noses up as this nonsensical notion of “age-appropriate dressing“. Speaking of which, just the other day, I read something which made my blood boil. Here I am, preaching on repeat mode that style is ageless, that style does not discriminate, and there was this person, stating how glad she was that a certain elderly member of her family was dressing in an age appropriate fashion. I was astounded.
What does that even mean?
What surprised me the most was how she herself projected such a modern and fresh outlook on life (she was clearly in her early to mid 20s), all the while holding onto a notion as old as Methuselah.
That made me realise how deeply our inner circle affects the way we think and function. As in we are but byproducts of our upbringing. For instance, my mother always had lipstick on and her hair, perfectly coiffed, nary a strand out of place. I grew up with that same thought process, i.e., you’ll never catch me in public sans lipstick at the very least. I may not have the same obsession with my hair (fact: I don’t even own a comb) but you get the point. Never once did she tell me something was age-appropriate or that I ought to bow down to conservative pressure. And that’s what I’ve passed on to my child.
While I’m all for preserving heritage and family traditions, it’s high time we change perceptions and mindsets when it comes to what we put on our bodies. Encourage our young to break through barriers and tear down walls. Find a happy medium between frumpy shorts and sweatpants, and barely there booty-showing boob-revealing clothes. On the surface, it may seem a trivial and superficial topic amidst the turmoil we’ve seen happening all over the world but think of it as a foundation towards nurturing confidence, self-worth, the ability to think for oneself.
THE BEGINNINGS OF AN EMPOWERED, THINKING SOCIETY, AND I DON'T MEAN JUST FEMALES.
Men too are confined by societal expectations when it comes to attire, even more so than women. It really is time to stop following, and start thinking. Start questioning. Break boundaries. Do things differently.
As we endeavour to each month with #projectsisteract. To not just talk the talk but to proudly walk the walk and show that there really is no limit to what one is supposedly allowed to wear. It’s all in your hands. And now, my friends, meet the ladies of Project Sister Act, the embodiment of #styleisageless with our theme of Florals.
Eve, Teens (the world according to eve)
Olawunmi, 20s (style 4 less 23)
Gemma, 30s (jacquard flower)
Sheela, 40s (sheela writes)
Jodie, 50s (jodie’s touch of style)
Nancy, 60s (jodie’s touch of style)
Charlotte, 70s (jodie’s touch of style)
It never ceases to amaze me how beautifully unique our individual interpretations of the one same theme are. And that we’re able to share them here on this platform for the world to see, in the hopes that our message may resonate with like-minded souls, and further propagate.
Don’t mind me if I sound a tad wishy washy and sappy in what I’ve written today. I think it’s crystal clear how much this topic means to me🙂
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So do cast aside those age-old thoughts of not daring to try a particular heel or a different style of a dress or that red isn’t suitable for your 50 year old hair. Cast them aside. Go have fun. Live.
p/s photos by Sofia Touassa
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