Wendy Shalits A Return to Modesty: Discovering The Lost Virtue
(Simon and Schuster, 1999, $13) is more than a book about modest dress.
It is an examination of current sexual mores, particularly in regards
to young women; a study of the enormous pressures on women to become
more and more like men; and a call for young women to set their own
rules in sex and morality rather than to depend on those boundaries
established by their mothers and grandmothers.
Shalit begins her book with a unit titled The Problem. Here
she primarily examines what she calls the war on embarrassment,
and the attendent etiquette and problems rising out of the way our country,
and the West in general, has handled sex and sexuality in the last 40
years. Shalits primary resources are womens magazines, television
shows, and direct interviews with her contemporaries - Shalit herself
was only 24 the year this book was published - and she employs these
resources to devastating effect as she makes connections between our
modern ideas of sexuality and the consequences of those ideas. What
is especially refreshing in this part of Shalits analysis is that
she uses not only the dramatic cases to demonstrate that we have gone
awry - the rape of children by children, the crude stupidity of most
sexual education - but many subtle sources as well, such as intimate
conversations, magazines articles, and her own experience.
The second part of Shalits book examines the ideal and practice
of modesty in both the West and other cultures, and compares these with
our current, nearly nonexistent ideas of what Shalit calls the
forgotten ideal. Through writers like Rosseau and Stendhal, and
by looking at ideas of modesty from other cultures, Shalit argues that
the dress and manner of women, and ultimately of men as well, has an
enormous effect on the society in which they live. Shalit easily demonstrates
that we have become a society of ugly manners, immodest in both our
dress and our behavior; the loudmouth, the jerk, the lewd, and the crude
dominate both our entertainment and our daily lives.
In the books final chapter, Shalit makes a strong case for a return
to modesty. She is particularly adept in revealing that it is modesty
and not crudeness that most men find attractive in women. Although the
book is filled with examples, one in particular deserves mention here.
From a 1995 issue of Mademoiselle comes this sex secret:
Gary, the toy designer, says hes unsure how to tell his girlfriend
that hes less than aroused by her lingerie. Sometimes Gwen
will surprise me with a see-through negligee because she thinks thats
what I want to see her in ... but I think I get more excited by seeing
her in an oversize T-shirt.
Shalits call for modesty pertains both to dress and manner,
but also to the very soul - the interior life of both men and women.
Until that point, she has made practical arguments for modesty: its
attractive sides, the idea that to have fun by testing or breaking rules
means having rules, the real possibility that modesty is at the heart
of the erotic. Yet in the last paragraphs of the last chapter of the
book, Shalit tells us that:
... the most obvious connotation of sexual modesty is, of
course, innocence. Yet I have been shying away from this aspect of it
all along. I have defended modesty, essentially, in the most obscene
way, but I did it because I had a hunch that this was the only way our
culture would ever consider it. At least at first. But now that we have
explored the aspects of modesty which are most counter-intuitive, lets
end by examining what is intuitively true about modesty.
By both the above statement and by the advice of numerous friends
who told her how much trouble her book would bring her,
Shalit reveals not only that she was prepared for attacks on her ideas,
but was also well aware that her book might be ignored by a culture
touting The Sopranos, Hannibal and Seinfeld.
Yet by writing so well (Shalit has an incredible command of the language,
especially for someone so young), by being unafraid to let her faith
into the debate (Shalit is an Orthodox Jew), and by taking a middle
way in the choppy waters of political correctness, Shalit has given
us a fine treatise on an issue that may lie at the heart of the so-called
sexual revolution.
I do have one quibble - not with Shalit, but with the publisher. Here
is a book on modesty with what is becoming a sort of recent standard
in the publishing world - a near-naked figure on the cover. I puzzled
over the meaning of this cover, this nude by Durer. Is the publisher
trying to attract, as did Shalit, adherents to modesty by stressing
modestys sexual nature? Is the publisher simply trying to sell
more books? Is the books editor simply stupid?
Having thought it over, I have decided that the last two options work
for me. Conclusion: good book, bad cover.
(Jeff Minick owns Saints and Scholars Bookstore in downtown Waynesville.)