Today I had planned to follow the suggestions of Danielle and Shelley and make black beans and farofa for my challenge today! But, I’ll need to soak the beans overnight (yes, I own a pressure cooker and no, I’m not using it. That thing scares the stuffing out of me.) And we got invited to dinner at someone’s house tonight, so the cooking will be my challenge for tomorrow.
Instead, I got dressed up to go to the bank. Not really dressed up, in like, a dress. But I wore normal clothes, put on make-up and jewelry and did my hair. I put on lipstick. Normally, I hit the bank, if I must go, during my morning walk with sweats and a baseball cap. But I noticed that the Brazilians, except for the household help, are all dressed up at the bank. So I thought I would try it.
Brazilians are all about appearances. Most Americans are about appearances as well, but at least in NYC, you can go to the bank in uber-casual clothes and still be cool as long as you are sporting the attitude to match. Not here.
Usually, the employees at my bank are tolerant of me at best, rude at worst. But today, everyone was super nice. Yes, same set of people, different reaction. Was it because my appearance was more acceptable? I’d have to say yes.
Interesting. Will it make me more careful with my appearance in the future? Not sure. But it definitely felt like a more pleasant experience. I definitely felt more Brazilian.