Do strapless wedding gowns and plunging necklines on female guests in church bug anyone else but me? DD thinks I am nuts, as do a myriad of other people, but I must say that the last thing I really want to look at while at a wedding is some female (age does not appear to be a factor here!) with a plunging neckline well past the modest level of the term a little cleaveage.
Saturday the church choir (all 4 of us) sang for a wedding. The bride was beautifully dressed in a lace and silk dress. While the silk under piece was strapless, the lace was over the entire dress, up to the collar bone and long sleeved. It was simply stunning. Several of the female guests, as well as the assistant photographer, had on strapless or plunging neckline dresses that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Of course, where does the choir sing? UP In the choir loft. What is the view from the top down? I will leave that to your own thoughts.
It would seem the purpose for the uncovered skin was to give the viewer the opportunity to appreciate much of the art (I use the term loosely) that was etched on various parts of the body…ankle, back of neck, upper arm, wrist…well you get the drift. Why do I suggest this? Because one young lady had a tat on the base of her neck that necessitated her constant movement of the long, flowing brown hair out of the way of a clear view of the tat. Sigh.
Now my dear readers, I am not a prude and in the past I’ve been known to…well never mind. I do not hate tattoos. I do not mind strapless gowns. Some young ladies can carry that look without a problem. Some young ladies need some one to lovingly tell them that the skin rolls that are hanging over the top of bodice along the back of the underarm are just not attractive, especially when the young lady in question is beautiful in all other aspects: visage, heart and character. And a little cleavage…well isn’t too much for certain special affairs. Yes…I know a wedding is a special affair.
But ladies…you are in church! You are standing before the Lord God on High, the Creator of the Universe, and all the Saints – Triumphant and Militant. Where is your modesty? Where is your decorum? Where is the humility? Cover yourself, at least while in church. Have pity on the celibate priest who is giving the Sacrament. Lord have mercy!
During my catechumenate, I was taught that a woman does not enter a church with shoulders uncovered, or mid-thigh dresses. Wear a short sleeve or 3/4’s length sleeved top. Wear a skirt that doesn’t show your thong underwear when you do a prostration.
Wear a jacket while in the church. Remove it afterwards.
I swear I’m going to make some very pretty and colorful shawls to keep at the church door for those who come in half dressed.
Father tells me I am a baba in the making! Lord have mercy!