When I read the prompt for this week there was only one thing that flashed in my mind.
The memory sent me scurrying for my old year books!
Surely there had to be some evidence of our forced group humiliation and sadly there was!
Thankfully I was not captured in this year book picture. However I remember these gym uniforms very well!
We had to endure these lovely fashion statements at one of the High Schools I attended. It was horrible, unattractive, hot and sweaty and to top it off it was a wonderfully flattering dirty gold-ish mustard color. It was a one piece jump suit that snapped at the shoulders made out of polyester and I HATED it!