Kelly and I joined our friends at this weekend’s homecoming game at our old high school. At halftime, the school held its traditional homecoming queen ceremony (for some reason neither Kelly nor I can remember there being a homecoming king). We were both a bit shocked at how short all the homecoming queen contestants’ dresses were. They were not much more than tight-fitting shirts. One girl’s mother was down there in a dress just as short as her daughter’s. Neither one was rocking the look, to say the least.
We saw a glimpse of this look as we drove past an N.C. State football game earlier this year. A stream of girls walked by wearing cowboy boots and hats and dresses that barely covered their butts. It screamed “desperation” to me and I didn’t find it at all attractive.
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