Something to think about.
Maybe it’s this cold, gray weather.
Polka dots are cheerful by nature.
Always was a favorite of my mother’s.
Never see ‘em I don’t think of her.
Polka dots on plates.
Bathing suits (remember "yellow polka dot bikini"…).
Even a cashmere scarf.
No one seems to know exactly when or where they came from.
But polka dot pundits agree, they’re ancient.
The name for the random dots is not.
Polka music took America by storm in the 1800s.
And manufacturers were eager to cash in on the craze.
Polka hats, polka ties, polka this, polka that.
The only thing that stuck was polka dot.
Polka dot fabric suited women who wanted to wear skirts or blouses as rousing as the upbeat dance.
From then on, polka dot popularity has come in waves.
They became the craze in the 50s and 60s.
Big and round.
Light and bright.
Or quietly sophisticated.
Black on white.
Children love them.
Clowns wear them.
So does Minnie Mouse.
Story has it Walt Disney accidentally dripped a drop of red ink on his drawing of her and voila! the famous red polka dot dress was born.
Stripes, checks, or plaid just wouldn’t have had the same effect on Miss Minnie.
Still, polka dots aren’t for everyone.
Such as the Queen of England.
After all, one must maintain a certain decorum.
Or the Al Qaeda.
Imagine terrorists in polka dots.
Maybe they’d lighten up.
If you want a quick pick-me-up…
Put on polka dots.
Renee Walker is an author, poet, and real estate broker on the square.