Naked, or else Bright Red Acrylic Baseball Socks with Brand Logos Mid-Calf

RantWoman is thrilled. RantWoman just returned from her near-daily ritual paying obeisance or at least compostible kitchen waste to her building's newly installed Yard Waste bins. RantWoman opened up her browser and learned that this getting naked thing is now trendy among younger Quakers. TRENDY? RantWoman has only been doing spiritual striptease in great untidy rambles all over the internet for oh.... RantWoman did not know she was going to be TRENDY. RantWoman is not sure how she feels about the trendy part, but she has definite opinions about clothing:

The state of RantWoman's soul is such that RantWoman should start with what she knows experimentally:

Part of RantWoman's choice of clothing has to do with submission to the laws of physics, a look known around her Meeting and sometimes otherwise as "DayGlo Friend." RantWoman is among many in her Meeting who get about primarily by foot, bicycle or public transit even at times of the year when daylight is short, darkness and rain are long. Popular clothing options for this look include outerwear and bicycle gear in dayglo yellow or sometimes lime green. RantWoman aspires to Dayglo outerwear but in the meantime has all sorts of coats, bags, purses festooned with various kinds of reflective tape and home-made reflective tags.

RantWoman finds it terribly gratifying when bus drivers and sometimes other fans of reflectivity intone the walkability equivalent of a respectful "Preach it Sister" in appreciation of RantWoman's reflectivity measures. RantWoman also feels kinship at public events with other participants carrying all their possessions on their backs: sometimes this very fact gives them instant credibility!


RantWoman sometimes finds it incredibly easy to blame the laws of physics for her near-total inability to maintain even modest grasp on sartorial standards related to collars and facings:
http://rantwoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/window-into-fashion-bloggery.html


Let us now turn to hat honor. RantWoman needs her hats to keep her brain cells in and excess light out. Unfortunately, RantWoman from time to time is called to be in places such as government offices where hats are frowned upon. RantWoman wishes she were preacher enough to educate people about hat honor, but RantWoman is really grateful instead to have the option of the ADA and the phrase "reasonable accommodations."

RantWoman has still more clothing vexations, this time of an interpersonal sort. RantWoman's Valentine's day trial: Red Acrylic Baseball Socks, with Brand Logos.

RantWoman is beset by people including RantMom and Call Me Up and I Will Figure It Out For You Friend who are distressed by the state of RantWoman's socks. RantWoman does not dispute the issue of big holes in both toes and heels for a high percentage of her pairs. RantWoman does disagree that the problem is yet the worst problem of the day. The ankle compression RantWoman needs still works. No one commenting on the state of RantWoman's socks is offering RantWoman a JOB to pay for new socks. So everyone gets to COPE.

RantWoman needs light compression. RantWoman favors 100% cotton socks. Quaker Plain reigns: the website offers RantWoman's preferred socks in a rich selection of hues: navy, black, white. After RantMom opined with particular certainty about RantWoman's socks one day before Christmas, RantWoman emailed RantMom a link saying "This is what I Like. This is what I need. (So DO NOT freaking waste your time and money on something else and then expect me to be GRATEFUL!)"

RantMom does not believe in the God as personal butler model of divine presence. RantMom believes in "this is what God delivers; you will cope!" RantMom believes in that of God three pairs (1 red, 2 navy) of 100% acrylic baseball socks from some neighborhood sports supply store full of thumpy music and needs the gym clerks. RantMom thinks if she tells the kid there is cotton in the socks, magically there will be cotton in the socks. RantWoman suspects RantMom STILL believes this even after RantWoman sent RantMom an email saying basically, "people do this kind of crap, misrepresenting keep points like the fiber content, to blind people ALL THE TIME. Please DO NOT ever do it again!"

And you know what? RantWoman decided she needed red socks for Valentine's Day. RantWoman decided her skin probably will not completely crawl away for just one day in acrylic. RantWoman even decided she can put up with annoying brand logos all over her calves. Happy Valentine's Day Mom!