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Labor Day


An old custom prohibits the wearing of white after Labor Day. The custom is rooted in nothing more than popular fashion etiquette. In actuality, the etiquette originally stated that white shoes were the taboo while white or "winter white" clothes were acceptable. This custom is fading from popularity as it continues to be questioned and challenged, particularly by leaders in the fashion world. "Fashion magazines are jumping on this growing trend, calling people who 'dare' to wear white after Labor Day innovative, creative, and bold. Slowly but surely, white is beginning to break free from its box, and is becoming acceptable to wear whenever one pleases. This etiquette is also compared to the Canadian fashion rule of not wearing green after Rememberance day."

Source: Labor Day - Wikipedia

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Labor Day Poem


The following poem about Labor Day was written by Nicholas Gordon. Nicholas Gordon describes his life as being "full of the usual changes, disappointments, disillusionments, passions, mistakes, hopes, joys, ecstasies, and sorrows." What’s interesting about this poem is that if you would list the first letter of each line, it would spell Labor Day. This Labor Day poem also serves as a way in which Nicholas Gordon expresses his feelings towards Labor Day and labor in general.

Labor Day Officially Ends Summer By: Nicholas Gordon

Labor Day officially ends summer,
As those who work enjoy one final fling.
Blessed are those who bear the daily burden,
Of whom few savants speak or minstrels sing,
Returning to the shallows of September.
Days of ease give way to hours certain,
A long routine that wends its way towards winter,
Yearning for the promises of spring.


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