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"I wore a uniform starting in kindergarten through when I went to college — and I absolutely loved it. I definitely see both sides of the argument. During adolescence, there's so much for teenagers to think about and so much that they're experiencing. It's really nice to have an equalizer.
"I don't think I always had this opinion, but looking back, I think having a uniform was actually the impetus for why I love getting dressed now...when I got to college, I started experimenting with my own style and understanding the value of dressing for my body, rather than dressing for other people." — Athena Chen
"A school uniform can be very different things to different people, ergo the endless controversy. For me, it was a blessing for three reasons: as a socioeconomic equalizer, a reprieve from all of the effort and judgment and menial mental exhaustion usually spent on clothing, and a way to, at least superficially, fit in when it was painfully clear to me that I did not.
"I spent 12 years at a private, all-girls school where the tuition costs as much as most universities, and as far as I can tell, only a third of my classmates' mothers were employed. It was rarely spoken of directly, but money (and more importantly to girls too young to have real direct experience with it, its trappings) was paramount to the culture of the place. There are many ways to communicate wealth: the cars your parents drive, the gifts you show off the day after your birthday, the destinations of your summer vacations — but the easiest and most omnipresent is your clothing.
"To give you a taste of it, there was a notorious Lilly Pulitzer sale each year on the Main Line in which a whole store-load of discounted crocodile-print sundresses would be made available for 40% of original price, which never failed to generate astonishing stories of block-long lines, stampeding moms, and dressing-room thievery. Money played an oversized role in the culture of the school; I can only imagine the arms race had we been allowed to dress as we (or our parents) saw fit.
"Middle and high school is emotionally difficult, full stop. For me, with about five of those years spent plunging publicly into, and then slogging out, of life-threatening clinical depression, it was also agonizing and exhausting and nearly impossible. Being able to wake up every day and allow muscle memory to handle the donning of an ugly, starched kilt allowed me reprieve from yet another source of decision fatigue.
"It was also a chance to blend in with the normal kids. To a young teenager with the unfortunate combination of rampant insecurity and debilitating depressive fatigue, having a mandatory way to fake normal and direct attention away from me was a beautiful thing. I felt like human skin stretched too tight over a supermassive black hole, but when I walked the halls of the Agnes Irwin school, superficially at least, I was just another blue-and-white-garbed girl, blissfully indistinguishable from all the others." — Anonymous
"I went to Noble and Greenough School, which is a small, private co-ed high school school outside of Boston. We didn't have uniforms, but we had a strict dress code. Essentially, it was no jeans, no leggings, all skirts and shorts down to the top of the kneecap, no sweatshirts, no writing on any clothing, no open-toed shoes or flip-flops, guys couldn't have anything pullover, and certain colors weren't permitted.
"Over the years, I found that the items we could wear to school were so much more expensive than the items that were forbidden. Finding corduroys or nice khaki pants is more expensive than getting a pair of jeans from T.J. Maxx! Sweaters are more expensive than sweatshirts; leather shoes more expensive than other materials.
"When a friend would found a basic pair of corduroys for the fall, we'd all ask where she got them. Then, we'd all go and get the same pairs, anyways. So essentially, my close girlfriends and I ended up in our own expensive uniform looks of our own. When I went to college, I didn't want to wear those clothes anymore. I only had one pair of jeans, since I could never wear them to school, so I had to go out and basically buy a new wardrobe.
"I so wish we had just had a uniform. A strict dress code was a huge waste of money." — Mariah Pongor
"I grew up going to one of many all-girls Catholic schools in the Philippines, a country that is over 85% Catholic. Some of the rules on our uniforms didn’t ever make sense to me — our plain, white socks, for example, had to fully cover our ankle bones at all times. For P.E., we were required to wear knee-length grey skorts — not shorts! — through the seventh grade, when we could finally don black sweatpants, instead.
"I remember sitting and squirming in my scratchy plaid skirt, which had to fall to my shins, despite Manila’s 90° weather. I remember getting ready in the morning, looking in the mirror, and feeling awkward, shapeless, and downright ugly every day I went to school. I thought I’d grow up, look back, and think, that wasn’t so bad...still not the case." — Isabel Francisco
"I wore uniforms from preschool through high school and I LOVED it. Granted, I went to an all-girls Catholic high school, so I didn't experience any of the sexism associated with co-ed clothing standards. But I still believe uniforms are the best way to keep the focus on learning, as opposed to status.
"I would've found it overwhelming to plan my outfit every day and I would've compared myself to the wealthier girl. I would've felt inferior if I didn't have the cool new Frankie B. jeans, Tory Burch flats, or Juicy bags. That shit matters to 15-year-old girls, unfortunately.
"Being able to wake up at the last minute, throw on the same thing as the day before, and skip hair and makeup was the best. Granted, when it came time to go out on the weekends or pack my suitcases for college, I had about 10 non-uniform clothing items to choose from.
"To this day, I would love to have a uniform — I'd wear jeans, a T-shirt, and Converses every single day if it was acceptable." — Alix Tunell