M is for ...modesty!

Modesty seems to have gone through quite a bit of change since

I was younger. It had gone through a lot of change since my mother 

was young, too. Even more since my grandmother's day.

When I was a teenager, we would have been upset if our bra

strap peeked out. In my grandmother's day, she probably didn't

let her knees show, and her mother probably didn't let her ankles

show. Except perhaps on the beach, in one of those long things

they used to wear as swim wear, with the stockings.

Now underwear is what they style outerwear after.

 

As a teen, I snuck any feminine products into the shopping

cart and made sure I was no where around when my mother

went through the check out line. My mother was in her

fifties when I was a teenager. Same for toilet paper, did 

not want to be seen carrying that in the store!

In fifth grade, they had the boys and the girls go in 

separately to see secret movies that informed us of

the reproductive aspects of life. It was probably one

of the most eventful days of the entire year. They gave out

pamphlets (which I hid away in the drawer). The girls 

wondered what movie the boys got to see and I suppose 

the boys wondered what movie the girls got to see.

But no one explained any thing to the other one.

Then they started showing tampon commercials on TV.

Modesty reminds me of a venetian blind. 

It used to be all the way down, and then it slowly

went up, up, up...till it had almost no where to go.

It almost seems like it is starting to

 go back down? Just for contrast?

And really, which is the more tantalizing?

Blind down? Or blind up?

I am not really of the opinion that one is necessarily 

better than the other, just musing about the changes

that have happenedthrough the generations. 

I wonder what the accepted code of modesty

will be in another twenty years?

Still don't want my bra strap showing!

photo credits

http://www.stylist.co.uk/fashion/a-brief-history-of-underwear