When the media started printing stories about Obama taking off his suit coat in the Oval Office, loosening the dresscode of the Bush era, it got me thinking about my personal experiences with dress codes, and various reactions I’ve received when deviating from them (whether intentional or otherwise).
The word dress code alone makes me shudder and remember my grade school days of being stopped in the hall by teachers and being asked to put my arms flat by my sides to makes sure my shorts were fingertip length…My high school days of receiving a Coca-Cola T-shirt because, while carrying my school books, it appeared my shirt showed part of my stomach…
