Monday, August 22, 2022

Rethinking Concert Dress

When my daughter came out as trans, we were proud of her, and happy to share the news with those who care about her too. These are troubling times for trans-people and those who love them, but I'm grateful that attitudes have changed enough that she could come out, and not feel trapped in the wrong identity, maneuvering through the world conforming to expectations that do not fit her. I am fully supportive of her, and glad to help her on this journey however I am able.

The first thing we did to help, was take her shopping for new clothes. That's been fun. But it got me thinking about any moments she didn't have control over her sartorial decisions.

Most of my kids' clothes have been hand-me-downs from a friend back in Michigan. Whenever her daughter outgrew enough things to fill a box, my friend would pass it along to me. She started passing along her son's clothes, too, by the time we had our third child. But when my youngest took a liking to anything her older sisters had worn, she was certainly welcome to take it once they'd outgrown it. Her favorite shirt for years was a Jonas Brothers shirt I'd bought for my oldest when she requested something purple, and that was the only purple thing we could find at Target. When it no longer fit, her youngest sister snapped it up and wore it for years. She also had a strange pink-camo shirt with a sparkly butterfly on it that her cousin left behind one summer that she wore regularly. She wasn't limited by color or sparkles or anything inside our home or out of it. I didn't police any of my kids' clothes. The only rules were the clothes had to be clean and not have too many holes. (I declared weekends "holey days" in our house where beloved clothes that were coming apart could still be worn, but not to school.) There were many outings to the grocery store or choir rehearsals where one or more of my kids were dressed as kangaroos. My kids could where what they liked.

The exceptions, however, were: Weddings, funerals, and concerts.

These are situations where one needs formal clothes. I always think of formal attire as Concert Dress, since those are the events for which I have to dress in an expected manner with the greatest frequency. And unless we want to risk being seen as disrespectful, society dictates what is appropriate, not the individual.

And I realize, looking back with a certain amount of regret, that for formal occasions throughout my trans-daughter's life, I made her put on dress pants, boys' dress shoes and button up shirts. We even got her a blazer for a student UN event down in Chicago. She had to wear those clothes to one wedding, at least one funeral, a few school pictures, and many concerts.

In fact, it occurred to me, as I've been reviewing her childhood and what things related to her true identity I wish I could have done differently to spare her discomfort, that not a small part of her resistance to playing in recitals was probably the clothes. Most kids are nervous about playing recitals, but it could not have helped that being made to dress in a way that felt wrong was required for them. I'm sure Concert Dress added unnecessary anxiety.

This has gotten me thinking about how Concert Dress, and formal attire as a whole, needs to be updated.

The first place I looked to was my own experience with symphony orchestras. The required "uniform" has always been gendered. Which, by definition, makes them not so uniform. My whole orchestra career, men have been told to wear dark jackets and ties, and women full length black. Sometimes it's white on top, and black on the bottom (which has always made me feel like I'm back to waiting tables). In most situations, women wear whatever they like, it just has to be dressy enough, and black.

I think it's time to extend that "long black" as the only descriptor to everyone.

Most string players I know who are required to wear formal jackets find them restrictive. I see nothing wrong with ditching the jackets and ties and saying any simple, decent long-sleeved black top will do. I don't see any reason to dictate skirts vs. pants for anyone. Long black. However you want. Go nuts.

Because looking down the line at younger players, that's a generation full of people who don't want to be forced to conform to the current binary options that earlier generations simply accepted. I don't want orchestras to lose out on talented players because the dress code doesn't accommodate them. I know plenty of trans, non-binary, and gender-queer kids, for whom being told "Men wear jackets and ties, women wear long black" would put them in an uncomfortable position. For what?

I only ever got to participate in a marching band once. Back in high school, our orchestra director asked for advanced string players to volunteer to learn parts on mallet instruments to help fill out a complicated piece the marching band was doing that season. I got to play marimba. I also got to wear a band uniform, which was really fun. And it struck me how there was no "boy uniform" and "girl uniform." Everyone in the band matched. It looked good. Same when choirs wear all the same robes, regardless of gender. Maybe it's time for orchestras to follow suit.

Often private teachers when instructing their young musicians to dress up for a recital tend to request they wear "nice" clothes (no jeans or sneakers), or some version of what people used to call "Sunday best." This still implies to many (like myself) rather gendered options, even if that's not explicitly stated. I think at this point, if I were still teaching, I would tell my students to wear something that makes them the most happy. I remember telling my oldest she had to wear something nice when we went to see The Nutcracker when she was young, and she proudly donned a tie dye shirt she'd made. She was surprised when I told her that it didn't qualify as "formal." She felt that meant she should wear the thing she thought was the most beautiful, and between the colors and the good memories all wrapped up in that t-shirt, it qualified in her mind. I think if I had it to do again, I would allow the tie dye, and add a fancy necklace or something.

"Formal" shouldn't have to mean only skirts/dresses, or slacks and jackets. Men in particular have very few choices. I think we need to get more creative about what constitutes "formal" so that it can include a neutral option that would work for anyone, regardless of gender identity.

Because meaningful events like concerts, weddings, funerals, etc., should be about inclusion and coming together. Not allowing outdated ideas of sticking people into overly specific categories to take precedence over more important things, like music and families and life.

It's time to rethink Concert Dress. It's a relatively small adjustment that could do more good than many realize. It's time to move on to something better that includes everyone who wants to participate. It could have helped my kid, which means it would likely help many other kids. That alone makes it worth doing.

3 comments:

  1. I love this so much. What a great idea. I never liked the clothes for girls vs. boys. The boys could just wear blue pants and white shirt in middle school. But the gals had to share a sewing pattern (we had 3 of them to share around, and our moms and we had to sew the skirt out of certain Copenhagen blue fabric). It was a nuisance. And we had to order custom blouses (again, just for the gals), and the shirt sleeves were too short for all of us. We looked ridiculous.

    In high school, it was “black skirt or pants and a white shirt with a collar” for all of us. Oddly easier in high school than middle school! I remember a female cellist in high school wearing a pair of pants. And at first, I thought it looked bizarre, because she was female, then I realized her instrument lent itself better towards wearing pants than a skirt, and I was glad she was smart and did what was right for her own instrument and hadn’t been constrained by finding a wide skirt.

    In college, it was just “wear all black, look polished or formal.” I got to wear a black dress that had been my grandmothers, and I thought that was really cool.

    I love your idea. The orchestra should be about the instruments, the players, their fingers, their bowing and the music they make. It shouldn’t be about who is wearing pants or skirts and what color.

    I now have many trans friends. I am amused that more of my friends are trans, than are gay. And I love seeing all my trans friends finding what works for them with fashion and clothing.

    thank you again for this post. And I LOVE how supportive you have been of your daughter their whole life. My son has worn dresses and pink and his nickname is “Queen.” Though he still considers himself to be male, and doesn’t mind when people mis-gender him. It’s all a spectrum, isn’t it?

    I will be sharing this blog post with others. For sure.

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  2. I think about this every time I go to a concert. When I go to the symphony I look at the men and think "they must be so freaking hot with a full jacket and tie choking them". I look at the women and see the varieties of their long black and wonder how many of them want to be wearing what they're wearing.

    When I attend concerts by younger folk, middle and high school. I also see them wanting to break out and show each other who they are. With thanks our daughter goes to a progressive school that is flexible with the boundaries they try to create (sometimes too). I love seeing them in their funky outfits and thinking to myself "that is so them". And I think, best to give them agency now so they can work through their choices for who and what they are, which is a feeling. A deeply personal and true feeling, that has much more control over them right now than learning to conform. Thank goodness. If I were to make a guess, at least half of our daughters school is gender fluid and I can count at least 10 queer teachers that I personally know, and there are more.

    As I witness our child's and other's responses to being told to conform, there is something to recognise about pushback. (it's in all the books right?). When we find ourselves as parents edging them to conform (a tie-die shirt not being formal enough) I don't just think about what they learn about the world but what that teaches them to not learn about the world. We are all children (or if only we could be) when it comes to having agency over our own choices. And don't we all get upset when someone takes away that agency, even if it looks a little different when we get older? If we sometimes (or often) make choices about our lives because we were given no choice, this can lead us into directions of the unknown. It's based on feeling and pitted against the rest of the world. Sometimes it takes a long time to feel truly comfortable, and when we finally find ourselves, with hope we are stronger for it, sometimes we are not, and this damage follows us. So, what if the world looked free all the time? What if we were always able to choose, and choose to make our own mistakes, instead of feeling like we're being forced to repeat other's mistakes (like being forced to conform to a dress code)? What if the control is not conforming to what everyone thinks but instead the nakedness of who we truly are?

    I know for a fact that some of the choices I have made in my life have been directly affected by what I'm supposed to wear. It is one of the reasons I get incredibly nervous having to go to performances, celebrations, graduations, dances, especially my own, anything.... (well, except picnics.. I like dressing up for picnics. The outdoors has always felt like the only appropriate place for a lovely dress or skirt to me). Discomfort in how one is supposed to dress up their own body makes a person feel like there is something wrong, and there should be nothing wrong.

    All this being said, the world is not a free-for-all. How do we teach respect and agency at the same time? More asking and less telling. Do we allow our child to wear the colorful outfit that makes them happy, to a funeral? What if it is the funeral of a person who helped to make the outfit and so the color is filled with love? Does it need a reason? While we do have to as parents, decide what boundaries to set, we don't always make the best choices. But making choices and learning to have them is healthy, and we move on, and just try to do better.

    I think you are doing a great job just by writing with honesty.

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  3. What a marvelous post! Congratulations to your daughter on her coming out, first of all. And thank you for grappling thoughtfully with what’s “appropriate” when a gender binary really doesn’t make sense anymore. It’s good food for thought as my oldest hits middle school and more kids are letting us grown ups know what their gender identity really is.

    I’ve followed you since Babble days. It’s wonderful to hear how you and your family are doing. You’ve been one of the thoughtful bloggers that’s informed my thinking as a parent. Thank you.

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