When I was in school, mind you, I’m giving away my age, we had to wear dresses or skirts, and boys had to wear dress pants and dress shirts. There were no exceptions, nor were there any excuses. It was automatic that you put them on and it was expected with no variations to that rule. It was the school dress code and girls’ dresses and skirts could not be above the knee. It had to be just below the knee or longer or you were sent home no questions asked.
In fact, I was a senior in high school before the code changed. The schools became a little less strict on the matter. They dared to let girls wear pantsuits and this was allowed for the girls. Boys dress didn’t change yet. Girls pantsuits had to match top and bottom with a blouse if it didn’t cover the below the neckline. The style in that day was that the neckline was covered. I felt scandalous wearing pants to school. It was utterly unheard of.
The next style to appear on the scene was miniskirts. Oh my goodness! That was allowed in school but it could not be any shorter than 3 inches above the knee. Already thinking that was showing too much, never would anyone be catching me wearing one of those kinds of dresses. That’s what I thought. Bob, my boyfriend at the time want me to wear one, so he gave it to me for a gift, all wrapped up in pretty paper. I already thought that the school dress code had gone too far. In fact, when I was wearing a pantsuit I had felt as if I should have a dress on. Bob knew my opinion, but wanted me to wear one anyway.
Casual was the word for these miniskirts dresses and skirts. I wore one out on a date with Bob. He loved it and I hated it. I felt positively naked in it. I kept trying to pull it down over my knees, but every time I tried to pull it over my knees, he would push my hand away. I hated this dress and I hated Bob for making me wear it. Our heads clashed once the two-piece bathing suit came out. I gave in and bought myself a two-piece bathing suit, but I found my own style of two-piece. I bought a two-piece that covered the midriff and the bottom was the length of our gym shorts had been, and our behinds did not hang out.
Anything goes today and nothing is called casual, that is not according to the words above. Didn’t your mother ever tell you that all teenage boys want is sex? So be careful what you wear ladies; you might be inviting trouble.
cm writes 