Name calling.

The time has now come to write about something that I was raging about a few months ago. I have now calmed down enough that instead of ranting, I will be expressing views and opinions that could help and encourage and convict other people. Which is what I want to do.

We all know that in our dress we communicate ideas, which is why fashion is sometimes called "wearable art" I was talking with a friend from church about clothing and communication. She told me that when she was in high school it was sort of the "pre goth" era, and that kids would wear safety pins in their cheeks and ask her what they thought about them.

She said that if she dressed in (I forgot her first example so I'll make up one) a suit you would think something of her, and if she dressed like a doctor-with a stethoscope and a white jacket, you would think something different. So we came to the conclusion and the safety pin cheek people were scary.

This conversation really helped me as I had struggled with the idea of actually communicating with fashion. Most of the time I just think "This looks awesome, people will think its weird, I'm going to wear this loud and proud,"

The thing about fashion in Christianity is that we want to communicate that we are not part of the crowd, and that we a confident in who we are in Christ. I do this by staying modest.

Pentecostals (I don't want to stereotype so I wont use a sweeping generalization) generally wear skirts and don't cut their hair.

The thing is, sometimes things are wrongly interpreted. And sometimes are wrongly interpreted on purpose which I think has happened to me.

You know that lovely red beret I sometimes wear? A while ago somebody commented on it saying something about me being a jew. This person was there when I took my vows at my church-Covenant reformed orthodox presbyterian church (Yes, I dare you to remember that name after only reading it once;) And I knew he knew that I'm not a jew. At the time this young man's father was there and he did say something about it which I was grateful for.

Just today that same young man made another comment. I was wearing my Narnia elf princess crown thingy (do they have elves in Narnia?) Anyway, here is how the conversation went:

"Hippie,"

"Elf queen,"

"Hippie,"

"Elf queen!"

I regret now that I did not follow this script:

"have you ever seen a hippie?"
"how do you know what they look like?"
"do you know what they believe?"

"You know that I am a professing Christian because you were there when I took my vows,are you trying to offend me?"

Anyway this is turning into a rather long post for having zero photos.

Bottom line is, do not put others down, lift them up and encourage them in their faith.

Thanks for reading, L<3ved