Do you ever ask yourself, “Why are Phoenicians so casual?” Whether it’s at Symphony Hall, a nice restaurant, or a graduation ceremony, you find a majority of people wearing something everydayish like jeans and a T-shirt, or shorts and flip-flops. When I lived in San Francisco it was more common to see little girls and women wearing dresses or nice skirts with dress shoes and men in pants and a jacket or tie at such places. Apparently, many Phoenicians don’t think that dressing up is necessary, except maybe for weddings and proms.
I guess it is no surprise then that a pastor of a Catholic Church in Phoenix recently reprimanded his parishioners for dressing too casually and/or immodestly for Mass on Sundays. He was not at all subtle in mentioning the temptations priests experience during Mass when women dress immodestly, like being, er, visually assaulted by plunging necklines in the communion line.
But cleavage issues aside, I don’t recall any explanation having been given for why communicants of either sex shouldn’t look like we are going to a barbeque directly after Mass. Isn’t there something just as amiss with the dads in untucked polo shirts, cargo shorts, and flip flops?
The heat in Phoenix is a great excuse to be scantily and/or sloppily dressed. Maybe that’s the reason why some people can’t justify being too covered up or buttoned down—one could easily pass out from heat exhaustion, or so it is claimed.
Maybe we should blame the department stores for assuming that everyone shares their standards. We women have a difficult time finding skirts and dresses that aren’t too short or tops that don’t reveal too much. Am I right, ladies?
If Catholic Phoenicians have such a hard time dressing themselves properly, maybe the Diocese of Phoenix should demand that they do the right thing, just like the Vatican does. I read this past summer that Rome’s “St. Peter’s” dress code is now being enforced at the very boundary of Vatican City itself! Violators are getting turned away at the checkpoints by impressive looking Swiss Guards armed with halberd pikes and assault rifles, even on hot summer days.
It would be pretty easy for each parish to get their own sign copied from the image at the top of this post. (I LOVE the little tiny cleavage line on the woman in the “NO ENTRY” category!) Less easy to come by would be the Swiss muscle and metal that back up the rules…though I suppose the diocese’s own heavily-armed Knights of Columbus could stand at the entrance of every Church brandishing their rapiers to enforce when necessary.Share on Facebook