The simple act of putting on an apron is akin to the spiraling metamorphosis of mild-mannered Diana Prince into the bustier-wearing, lasso-throwing Wonder Woman.
I’m a relative newcomer to apron-wearing, and sometimes it’s still hard for me to remember to toss one on before I cook dinner or whip up a baked delight.
But when I tie my apron strings, suddenly it’s easier to do the dishes, to set the table, to create nutritious, well-balanced meals for my family. Donning an apron is a tangible reminder that I am the queen of my household domain, and inspires me to rule my roost with renewed grace and creativity.
Whether you’re married or single, a working woman or a stay-at-home wife and mother, a grandma, an auntie, a gourmet chef or a successful TV dinner preparer, you can change the world through the simplest of acts: wiping a child’s tear, making a cup of tea for a hurting friend, starting a grassroots campaign for a cause you believe in, or running a multi-national corporation.
The humble apron is just one token reminder of the awesome power that belongs to women to transform the world around them for the better
You may have seen the following essay on aprons already, since it has circulated the blogosphere and e-mail loops for quite some time. Even if you have, it’s well worth another read.
to be finished in the warming oven.
to come in from the fields to dinner.
Apron button via playingwithbrushes@Flickr
Wonder Woman apron Miss Vicki via wists.com
Aprons on the line via klynslis@flickr
Pink & black via zebraa13@photobucket
Apron art via reahnell@photobucket
Vintage pattern via IrishBlake@photobucket