“Pull your dress down, darlin’. We don’t show our treasure.”
I saw that quote the other week and it made me laugh, first because it’s so Southern and I spent a good bit of my young adulthood in south. I was even married to a Southern boy, once. Briefly. Very briefly. Does anyone say “darlin’ ” better than a Southern man? I think not.
Oh, was I writing about that quote? Back to it… So I laughed because it was Southern….
But I laughed also because it reminded me that we live in a world of TMI–Too Much Information. A world in which so many feel compelled to give us personal details that are best kept private. Information that used to be kept under lock and key.
Today, many people almost compulsively pull up our dresses, revealing our privates, in the broader sense of the term. Showing “our treasures.”
In the past, we’d confide our deepest secrets to our diaries, those bound volumes containing all the personal information we reserved for our own eyes only.
Our secret thoughts, desires, whines.
The things we did, scandalous or not.
We’d scribble them down on lined pages, slip the fastener into the lock and turn the tiny key, hiding all in a confidential place.
Now, we can see that same information on blogs, posted for everyone to see. No information is too personal or private.
“I’m just expressing myself!” bloggers protest. They’d be horrified if they knew how insecure it made them look.
“Celebrities” today vie for the opportunity to release a sex tape to make money and gain fame. Hard core, too. Nothing hidden.
That’s a pretty literal lifting of the dress.
“I didn’t release it!” they protest about the tape. No. Your PR staff did it for you.
Do we really want to know this stuff?
I know I don’t. I’m tempted to say, “Pull your dress down, darlin’. I don’t want to see your treasure.”
So what’s it about? Why do people do this?
They do it for attention. That’s right. They’re so insecure about what they have to offer that they believe they must lift their dresses to get it.
If only they knew it wasn’t true. That they are ok and whole, dress and all. Just as they are.
That some people will love them and some people won’t and it doesn’t matter.
Every writer draws the line somewhere. For some it’s sex or politics; for others it’s religion or money.
So, I’m asking:
If you’re a writer or a blogger, where’s your line?
And as a reader, is there anything that’s TMI?
She’s just been told to pull down her dress.