For a number of years, I attended schools that required uniforms, and I didn't mind them that much, especially since the shirts we had to wear were made out of fabric that felt "okay" and not papery, lacy or scratchy. I was also allowed to wear uniform shorts and pants from elementary school up till eighth grade, but when I got to high school I had to wear a skirt. I didn't even mind that too much, because the shirts were still comfortable, and even the skirts were okay - I just didn't like how they didn't offer my legs any protection in the winter months, and they'd always get cold. We were allowed to wear pajama pants under our skirts when school was over for the day, though, so that was okay.
I also kind of liked knowing what I'd wear every morning (made mornings go a lot faster when I'd otherwise be deciding what to wear-not that I agonize over that too much in the first place; I usually just wear the first thing I see when I open my drawers
) and no one ever got offended or felt bad because they didn't have or were unable to afford items that were "cool" or that everyone else was wearing. It leveled the playing field for everyone, you might say - you know, no one had more "swag" to show off than anyone else.
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I wish Sterling Holloway narrated my life.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" "Life isn't fair, Calvin." "I know, but why isn't it ever unfair in MY favor?" ~ from Calvin and Hobbes