If you went to parochial school, as I did, I’m sure you recall your school uniform with great
fondness disgust. My high school uniform was the ubiquitous plaid, pleated skirt, with saddle shoes (yes!) and a white blouse. The only one who kind of liked it was my boyfriend at the time (who is now my husband). What is it about men and school girls in uniform, anyway?
Since then, I’ve never had to wear a uniform, and that suits me just fine. One of my friends is part of the office staff at a clinic, and they wear medical scrubs to work. She’s just fine with that – says it makes getting dressed for work very easy, not to mention the fact that they’re totally comfortable. Sort of like wearing your pajamas all day.
In contrast, one of my co-workers, who was an ICU nurse before becoming a case manager, said one of the best parts of her career change was being able to toss all those nursing uniform scrubs in the trash and go shopping for some professional clothes.
I actually love wearing medical uniforms – I have a pair that I wear around the house sometimes, and they’re great for hanging out on the sofa (like I’m doing now) with a glass of wine and a dish of hummous and pita chips. They’re also pretty good for exercising in – at least the bottoms are. I still like t-shirts on top because they’re softer.
But I’m very happy that my plaid, pleated skirt has been relegated to my mother’s basement, where she’s kept it all these years as a pleasant reminder of my youth.
Hmmm…maybe I should dig it out and wear it as an anniversary present for my husband? Whaddya think?