Along with what seems like record numbers of my peers (and children!), I am formally a college student. Classes begin next week. This past spring, in my single quarter as student at a local community college, I studiously dressed as myself-as-student. My goal was social. For the first three to four weeks of classes, I …
Consider the wisdom expressed by my friend Kyle, a substitute teacher studying for her Masters: Much as I would like to dress as a hippie, I dress respectable when I am teaching. I am amazed at how many teachers sport jeans and sweatshirts(sometimes principals). It is too hard to get respect as it is and …
It’s the week before Labor Day. Twice in the previous two days I have taken note of a woman, blithely going about her business, dressed completely in black from the neck down including black backpack purse and flowy, ankle-length skirt. In both cases, after wondering all kinds of things – is she a nun? test-driving …
