In 2003 my uniform was skirt and sneakers, a result from my volleyball playing university days, when all I cared about was being comfortable and ready to play. It was the winning combo (back then fashion was never a factor).
I’m not sure when I stopped wearing that uniform. But it was probably when I graduated and I realized no one would even hire a girl in skirt and sneakers. So I traded my comfortable shoes for steal-tips and a hard hat and started working as an Industrial engineer at General Motors, and after that I spent a couple of uncomfortable years in a corporate office uniform with black drab flats at Ingram Micro (God, those mind numbingly boring days). I was suffocating, and so where my feet.
Today I know better, and I’ve rediscovered my old favorite. I’m back to skirt and New Balance sneakers and I’m loving it. I’m happy, I’m relaxed, and I just want to run, jump, and kick ass (and look good while doing it!).
This girl’s never going back to the prison uniform. Never ever. I and my feet deserve better.