Celebrations bring out some really interesting sartorial choices from our closets. And the resulting statements are sometimes funny, sometimes touching, and occasionally, breathtakingly lovely. What happens for us when we celebrate? Its one of those times in our existence when we allow ourselves more freedom to express. We give ourselves permission to be more playful. We are okay with being more overtly flirtatious. We can drop a few years away and be more childlike, without risking censure. We license ourselves to be more bold in pattern, color, and style.
What this creates visually within a group, is a kind of louder than average dialog. If more of the people in a room have chosen clothing and accessories that speak more emphatically than they would typically wear, the overall conversation is stepped up. Its no big surprise then that a good party can get aurally loud as a result.
This behavior set also helps tell us subconsciously, who is fully engaged in the celebration, and who is not. Now, I don't mean to imply that simply because someone is dressed quietly, they aren't truly invested in the proceedings. There are numbers of reasons why someone might choose that direction. They might simply be a conservative dresser, or perhaps they are a trifle introverted, or perhaps its simply that their glad rags are in the wash. I mean only that, as an indicator, the people less likely to be completely involved in the party, are also more likely to keep to their normal attire, without adjustment.
In the middle ground are the vast majority of us. We have a party shirt, or a party dress, something we like to go to when we celebrate, cause we know we look good in it, and we feel fun, and happier in it.
Wherever you find yourself along this continuum, let yourself play, sing, dance, and laugh with your apparel choices. And let some part of you that doesn't get to express itself often, have some light and air.