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27 July 2017
We went to the memorial Mass for our friend Howard Hupe yesterday. I don't remember the last time I went to Mass, so I wasn't aware that the air conditioning in the church had broken down and Mass was temporarily being held in the school gymnasium.
We filed in past the coffin and the widow and I gave her a big hug. She is such a sweetheart and such a good actress she said she was concentrating on keeping her emotions in check and, in truth, though there were lots of tears on a lots of people, I did not see her cry, though she looked as though her life had been shattered.
Her three children gave wonderful eulogies about their father.
When I first entered the gymnasium, I was fighting tears. But I didn't want to lose it so I spent a good part of the Mass looking at the people around me in the huge crowd and not concentrating on the Mass. Bad me, but as I looked around at the women I realized how some fashion has changed significantly from when I was a young woman.
The first thing that got me to thinking such un-religious thoughts was seeing several woman with the now seemingly ubiquitous cut-out sleeves.
You see cut-out sleeves like this everywhere thee days. (I won't discuss the waist size of these women which is about the size of my upper arm)
Not being a fashionista, I am unaware when styles change and I just suddenly realize that sweat pants, t-shirt and Birkinstocks aren't exactly trendy.
And what's with HAIR these days? The "messy" look is all the rage. Actresses who appear on talk shows, who have obviously spent time in make up, have messy hair. I want to take a hair brush to them all. The girl who read on of the readings at the memorial yesterday had messy hair dyed bright orange. The other day on a new show, one of the reporters, an older woman, didn't have messy hair, but the top of it was dyed blue.
I don't get it.
The other thing that is back "in" again is red, red lipstick. This is one new thing that I'm happy to see back. I used to wear very red lipstick and my father always told me I looked like I'd been hit in the face with a tomato. I never realized how much I dislike those pale or tan-hued lipsticks until I started seeing red lips again. I hope that they have better ways to keep them from smearing today!
The other thought I had to keep myself from crying during the lovely Mass was wondering when they started ordaining Doogie Howsers.
But I didn't cry. Much.
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