I Wanna Be the Fashion Police

Although I spend most of my day here in the library, I walk the corridor almost all the way around the building every day to get to where I have my lunch, and then back again after, and I'm walking among the kids. Today's observations were fashion-based, for some reason.

The hot thing in high school fashion for girls seems to be leggings. Leggings, for the uninformed, are kind of like heavyweight tights/pantyhose, but without feet; they end at the ankle, like pants. But they are not pants, oh no. And many of the girls do not have the sense to wear leggings only under tunic-type tops. They wear them as if they are pants. Which means, as the expression goes, nothing is left to the imagination. They are strutting down the halls wearing waist-length tops, and on the bottom, just leggings (and the obligatory Uggs or other hairy boots on their feet.) You can practically tell where their birthmarks are, let alone anything else of more substance.

Are they tramps (oh, what a sixties word!)? Probably not, these are just girls who think they're fashionably dressed. So here's the question:

How did we become a society in which girls and women are essentially tricked into revealing lots and lots of their body parts in the name of fashion? Do we think this is actually better than places that require women to be covered head to toe?

Yes, women have a choice here. Or do they? Don't teenage girls dress the way they do to fit in, to be like everybody else? If not, why do they all look the same?

Most people, boys and girls, are still wearing jeans, and lots and lots of sweatshirts, and are, in general, modestly covered. But the leggings are just not right on some people, and probably not on anyone, and I'm really tired of telling boys to take the hoods off their heads and to pull up their pants. I don't want to see anybody's underwear in public. I'm just funny that way.