All my clothes are new. I am wearing things I wore seven years ago on the job. I am wearing shirts that are older than that. Today however I am wearing an ancient jean skirt that goes a little below my knees. It used to be cool. I wore it with high heeled boots marched around my classroom and gave homework to middle schoolers. Now I am covered in egg yolk and trying to just get dressed in the morning. I slapped on flip flops a little deodorant and called it Good. Notice no hair brushing, no make-up, no high heeled boots.
However what does one do with a very dated jean skirt with buttons down the front? I want to stay a little fresh and fun in case I run into a mom with kids similar in age and am given an Opportunity to Forge a Friendship. So as I reel from the tick trauma yesterday in a fit of creative energy I am wearing my skirt backwards. Everyone has zips on the backs of their shirts so why not buttons up the back of a skirt.
"Everyone is doing it."
Middle school reasoning wouldn't you say?
Wearing clothes backwards.
Smacks of Middle School Spirit Week.
Oh dear maybe I am regressing. But then again I did put on deodorant and I am not wearing any make-up.
However what does one do with a very dated jean skirt with buttons down the front? I want to stay a little fresh and fun in case I run into a mom with kids similar in age and am given an Opportunity to Forge a Friendship. So as I reel from the tick trauma yesterday in a fit of creative energy I am wearing my skirt backwards. Everyone has zips on the backs of their shirts so why not buttons up the back of a skirt.
"Everyone is doing it."
Middle school reasoning wouldn't you say?
Wearing clothes backwards.
Smacks of Middle School Spirit Week.
Oh dear maybe I am regressing. But then again I did put on deodorant and I am not wearing any make-up.
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