The visibility question
It is a truism that women of a certain age become invisible. You hear it again and again. The phenomenon even spawned a response in the blogosphere where older women posted photographs of What I Wore Today, trying to reclaim the right of the older woman to be interested in clothes and style and what she looks like. Occasionally I would stumble upon one of these posts, rarely perhaps and only because it was written by someone I read for other reasons, such as the thoughtful and erudite posts of Materfamilias. Recently Mater posted about a certain disaffection with the idea of these posts and it got me thinking about why I had never wished to join in. I like clothes. I am interested in the way I look. But I also find clothes deeply boring and am far more interested in what I do than in what I wear. What is going on here in my head? Do I think the older woman is truly invisible and if so do I care? When I was young I was reasonably ...