It’s a direct, strong message and it’s cropping up more often. And it’s being enforced.
Venue websites and social media pages now feature separate policy pages. Should you be the person who says “yeah, I’ll book” then you become responsible for letting the decorated guest know that he or she may be refused entry.
It’s not just tattoos though. Not since the 80’s have we seen such restricted and imposed dress codes. Granted, fashion is a lot more ‘relaxed’ in the twenty-teens than it was three decades ago, when tattoos were more a rarity than a norm (although some of those haircuts could probably have warranted a policy on their own merit. Remember a flock of seagulls?) and the most outlandish piercing was a second set in each ear.
Brisbane’s always had a dress code thing, much to the lament of unsuspecting Mexicans and border-crossers. And these days, it seems everyone’s on board. Restaurants, clubs, pubs, bars, airlines, air terminals, (just this week Kate Ceberano was booted out of a Qantas lounge for inappropriate footwear), sports clubs.
I get the anti-thong brigade, if applied to Havaianas and other rubber soled atrocities. I also get the clothing thing (ripped jeans are in fashion again. In or out?); skater shoes (are they those shoes with little wheels that my kids had?); and cleanliness (a shower, shave and shampoo never goes out of style), but I do wonder if, in this age of ink-and-pierce all visible skin, venues are asking too much. But then, how much is too much?
Women seem to be given a little more leeway – most of my summer shoe collection are sandal-y things of sorts. Bling seems the discerning factor between a thong and a dress sandal. Confusing. And while skirts can be as short as belts are long, midriffs can be exposed and necks and shoulders can resemble grandma’s pin cushion, I wonder if my cosmetically tattooed lip liner, eye liner and eyebrows would be challenged or overlooked.*
What do you think. Harsh or welcomed?
* I don’t really have these. Just sayin’.