For CHOICES

Man, I don't know what April is whining about. Her uniform seems to have a million variations, whereas at my all-girls high school, we had next-to-none.

At Derham, we wore black jumpers, white socks, black-and-white saddleshoes, and in the winter, we could wear black pants and black sweaters or blazers over white blouses. That was it, folks. (And nametags, which we had to wear every day, color-coordinated to our class year -- mine was green.)

And my class was the last one allowed to wear colored blouses under our jumpers -- the classes coming in to school after us all had to wear white blouses only. Every year, another class who were allowed to wear colorful blouses graduated and the school got a little bleaker. By our senior year, my class looked like little flowers buzzing around in a black-and-white movie.