Wednesday, March 01, 2006
When I'm an old woman
I completely spaced the fact that I was starting a Photo a Day in March challenge for Scrappin Trends as part of my design team tasks until I read a reminder on Two Peas in a Bucket.
Apparently Two Peas is having a photo a day challenge on the photography board. So I can participate in both boards and get double the input.
Since it’s 8:30 a.m. and I don’t have a photograph for March 2006 yet, I thought I would post one of my favorite photos of this week.
Some of the older ladies in our little town started a chapter of the Red Hat Society and invited me to do a story on it for my newspaper. When I showed up at the ice cream parlor, there they were, dressed in red hats and purple clothing, looking absolutely charming.
The Red Hat Society was born from the poem “Warning” by Jenny Joseph.
The poem begins:
“When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.”
I remember this poem from my days working at Deseret Book (a book store featuring the works of LDS authors, and LDS friendly books). I though then, and I do now, the poem was utterly adorable. I also vowed at that point to be the kind of old lady who would wear purple “with a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.”
I had no idea how dangerously close I was to being an “old woman.”
The one rule of the Red Hat Society is women under the age 50 are only allowed to wear pink hats with lavender clothing. The rite of passage to full-blown Red Hat wearing is to have passed your 50th birthday. That’s only three years away, folks.
I am a late bloomer. I didn’t have my first child until I was 35 and my second DS was born days after my 30th birthday. With that in mind, I believe I can hold off membership to the Red Hat Society until I am at least 55.While I love the idea that old women can wear what they want and act as eccentric as they choose, I’m not quite ready to crown myself Queen Mother yet