Sunday afternoon was an adventure. A friend and I decided to go to the French Quarter Festival. When I arrived at her house to pick her up, she took one look at me and said: “You can’t go like that. You need to wear a dress.”
I insisted no. I was comfortable in my shorts, tennis shoes and t-shirt. The French Quarter Festival is a casual event, not a man hunting activity. My friend felt differently about this. Quickly she tossed me two dresses to try on.
God bless her, one of the dresses was a size two. I could not get the dress much past my boobs. I just laughed. The other dress was like putting on a sausage casing. She thought it looked great. Okay she actually said: “You look hot.” I guess that is a good thing so we went to the festival.
I thought I would have been more self conscious, but I was not. I was putting the hoochie back in hoochie-mama. My friend laughed at my jokes. She thought we looked hot. I am not sure if we did or not. We had fun.
It got me wondering. Should I be showing off more of the real estate (if you know what I mean)? Am I comfortable in my own skin, with who I am? Am I a shorts and t-shirt kind of woman disguising a super hottie or am I just a shorts and t-shirt kind of woman in a sausage casing?
I would say that I am pretty confident in myself. I feel pretty comfortable in my skin. I like the way I look and the way I dress. But maybe this is a question of how I see myself versus how the world sees me. Do they line up? Maybe I see myself as okay, but how does the world perceive me? One could worry oneself into an acne breakout thinking about this.
Or is this a question of how God sees me? Perhaps, like my friend, God sees me as a size two. In God’s eyes, I am hot. No that dress does not look like a shirt, it looks good. I think that I am fine just wearing a t-shirt, but God knows that I am not just a t-shirt kind of woman. In God’s eyes, I am extraordinary. I do not need to cover it up. I need to share who I am authentically. We need to share who we are authentically.
Okay, I cannot really see myself wearing that shirt/dress again, but maybe I could show off a little more, a little something something. Maybe I can see what God sees. I may not totally agree, but I can give it a try.