A Birkin is not enough at the Ritz

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#32
I hope, of course, that they were polite to you, but I have to say, it's kind of nice that there are still places with a dress code. Going to the theatre, church or on a plane is atrocious these days. I make my kids dress properly to go out (not like a meringue or anything--just no sweats or tennis shoes), and when we get somewhere, all the other kids look like ragamuffins. My kids look at me like I'm crazy to have made them wear proper clothes, but I won't budge.

That said, I wear jeans alot and would have been in the same position as you. Glad to hear you had a great time anyway. Now, let's see the goods!
 
#33
I have to agree that the Ritz can be a tad arrogant. DH and I were wearing denims when we wanted to visit Ritz in Paris and we had a not-so-nice encounter with the doorman too. He didn't specifically mention about the dress code. But I manged to get us in anyhow.

You're a lady of grace. I love your sense of humour!

Please bring out the loot.
 
#35
^^No kidding! I know I didn't look like that when I was a teenager! I wore polo shirts and jeans and dresses and such... some of the things girls wear nowadays just makes me want to :bagslap: them! And I'm only 24-- a lot of my peers dress that way!
 
#37
razorbackbelle0 said:
^^No kidding! I know I didn't look like that when I was a teenager!
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Something has seriously changed in the last 10 years.

I mean it's not like we liked what our mothers told us to wear then, or that we didn't try to stretch it a bit when we thought we could get away with it. But there was always a line that mothers of teenager daughters were especially careful with.. or so I thought.
 
#39
tods123 said:
Something has seriously changed in the last 10 years.

I mean it's not like we liked what our mothers told us to wear then, or that we didn't try to stretch it a bit when we thought we could get away with it. But there was always a line that mothers of teenager daughters were especially careful with.. or so I thought.
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There was. Then in 1997 some idiot introduced "belly shirts" and it was all downhill from there. My mother wouldn't let me out of the house in that crap. I never even wanted to wear them, lol!

Next London meet-up we should all wear belly shirts and carry diamond croc birkins and go to the Ritz :nuts:
 
#42
tods123 said:
I wouldn't have minded that as much as seeing the teenagers (girls) dressed like hookers. I see so many of them in the mall or the movies that I wonder how their mothers let them walk out of the door like that.
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I know! My girls are almost at that tween stage. Even now, my choices are hideous licensed character sets or prostitute polyester. Thank goodness for Petit Bateau and Flora and.Henri!
 
#43
asa said:
I hope, of course, that they were polite to you, but I have to say, it's kind of nice that there are still places with a dress code. Going to the theatre, church or on a plane is atrocious these days. I make my kids dress properly to go out (not like a meringue or anything--just no sweats or tennis shoes), and when we get somewhere, all the other kids look like ragamuffins. My kids look at me like I'm crazy to have made them wear proper clothes, but I won't budge.

That said, I wear jeans alot and would have been in the same position as you. Glad to hear you had a great time anyway. Now, let's see the goods!
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Hold your ground ASA - I so agree. My dear nephews (age 10 and 7) always look like ragamuffins. My brother could care less and my SiL just feels out numbered. They wouldn't even wear jackets at my evening wedding. The best to hope for at church this Christmas is a festive sweater. It will be interesting to see if the pendulum swings back or society just descends into sweatpant hell.
 
#44
OMG... same thing happened to me. When the doorman stopped me I was like, WHAT?!

Quickly texted the friend who was already waiting at the bar... and he came over (throwing on his "thickest" public school accent) and reasoned with the doorman to let me in.

Oh how I miss England...
 
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