It was different when I was a kid. My family were practicing Catholics, so it was a big holiday for us back then.
Our usual Easter routine was Mass on Sunday morning, dinner with the whole family at my aunt’s house Sunday afternoon and an egg hunt for the kids after dinner.
In preparation for Easter, Mom would sew new Easter outfits for herself and my sister. My Dad and I wore whatever suit was the most recent addition to our wardrobes.
I was jealous of my sister. She usually wore a new dress, new shoes and a new hat for Easter. My female cousins got dolled up for Easter, too, meanwhile, I was stuck in a boring suit.
I wonder how many Femulate readers also experienced “Easter envy?”
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Oh dear, a first glance at the picture of the little girl made me think that she had lost her panties, but then I realised she was holding her purse behind her.
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DeleteNot Easter specifically, but in formal social events that were highly gendered, yes.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh yes it was just like you described
ReplyDeleteCute little Mary Janes with tiny heels, lacy anklets, white tights, puffy dresses with lace and crinolines
I must have paid too much attention or tip my hand because I remember my mother saying something like get out of here, you’re turning into a sissy
I had my own Easter party a week or so after when no one was home
I always just wanted to be a girl
Easter Envy - Halloween Envy - Christmas Envy - Just Plain Every Day Envy! :)
ReplyDeleteMy sister was the youngest of the 4 of us, and she got spoiled! She was/is a very girly girl, and I was so stinkin' jealous. still trying to compensate, I guess.
I was envious of the girls in class on a daily basis for their hair, clothes, and when in high school, make up. However, Easter was always hard to swallow with the gloves, hats, dresses, and purses. It was possibly the girliest day of the year.
ReplyDeleteHmm. We all four of us -- two girls, two boys -- got new clothing for Easter, every year. Dad said that you HAD to wear new clothes on Easter, or the buzzards would spit on you.
ReplyDeleteAm pretty sure that what the buzzards would do was NOT "spit," but another word which rhymes with spit. He cleaned it up for us young'uns. He's classy that way.
My wife still sends me out to hunt eggs
ReplyDeleteagree re: Easter but you must also recall (as a Catholic @ the time) in spring the lovely 1st communion dresses.They really jacked up my interest
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I had access to my sister's 1st communion dress, but I quickly outgrew it! Darn!
DeleteI had two older sisters so Easter envy was huge in my house. And I did my best to enjoy both their first communion dresses. My own first communion was a plain white shirt, navy blue pants and tie :(
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One of my very good friends was forced by her father to wear a dress for her communion, she only wore it for about 90 minutes and then she ran to the house and change back to her boy attire. Now she is turning 75 and I always think of her as a male, she is married to another woman and the just had their 40th anniversary. I haven't told her about my crossdressing
ReplyDeleteLove that story Clarisa! We all seam to want what we don't have....
ReplyDeleteMy father's family was three sisters and HIM: I was the only kid a boy. My maternal grand mother's (13 kids, 5 still living in the Sixties)family had 20 kids in my cohort, fifteen were girls...and I envied each ones outfits except for the one tomboy's closet, but one of my great aunt's olde Victorian hone was the family Smithsonian of lady's attire back to the 1880s. I so loved the summer trips and Christmas two week stays at that abode....an attic to die for! Three generations of female adornment! AAh! When she passed in 1969 we took four full months to process the hoard for the Sale/Auction, eight gatherings to decide the partition of non-willed articles. As the wearing of some outfits by me was allowed that Summer, loved it! I found out that several pairs of women's shoes fit me, size 12 women's, no woman ever in the family ever wore more than size ten, but my aunt's husband's shoes were the same size as mine! First time I descovered that little point of family history.....
It's amazing how pretty you look in that blonde wig , I like short wigs .
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Thank-you!!!
DeleteLove todays, 4-5-21 post. Thanks
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Every day I see a woman wearing an outfit I want to wear. But there was something special about traditional Easter outfits. The pretty colors and over the top femininity signalled the end of winter doldrums (and chunky dark clothing) and the return to sunny and bright. And pretty:)
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