How wonderful is this project? (Though I will probably just buy a feather skirt instead…I’m not good with scissors, glue, or anything crafty. Hence law school!)
From the always fabulous Who What Wear Daily (12/22/10 edition).
“EVERY MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE IS AN OPPORTUNITY FOR FASHION.”
-Kurt Hummel, Glee Fashionista
Love.
So all you fashionistas, let’s discuss law school style — or lack thereof. Do you remember walking into the library on a cold night right before winter finals? All of the girls wore dumpy hoodies, ill-fitting jeans or terribly tight leggins, and — horror of horrors — Uggs. All of the guys wore the exact same black North Face jacket, often with navy sweats.
Things haven’t changed much here. Same outfits, only now their wearers have gained 20 pounds through examtime and job hunting stress eating. Suddenly those ill-fitting jeans are ill-fitting in a different way and are digging into beer bellies. And the leggings? Are so tight that you can see cellulite. VISIBLE CELLULITE, PEOPLE.
And have you heard of the girls who go to law school to find a husband? (Don’t EVEN get me started on that one. You’re at a top-ten law school, you don’t need a JD-MRS!) Well those eligible bachelors are strutting their stuff in bright orange Crocs.
The sloppiness is excusable, to a point. What is inexcusable, to me, is the lack of personal style. Law students have almost no creative outlet. Even our written work must follow a prescribed style of writing and must reference particular cases and arguments to be effective. We have precious little space to express ourselves.
Fashion could serve as an ideal outlet for the creative energy that seems to go to waste in these three years. Not everyone is a fashionista, of course, but everyone should have some sense of personal style, even if it is more high street than haute couture. Instead, law students tend to roll out of bed and into class with little attention to their appearance. (And two summers at a firm suggest that things don’t improve after graduation…think Ann Taylor — the frumpy years.)
Can I convince my classmates that they’re squandering an important creative outlet? Well, two and a half years of trying says no. Hence, THE DEVIL WEARS PANTSUITS. After all, I need a creative outlet too…
I’m a boring law student, soon to be a boring corporate lawyer. I firmly believe that The Devil Wears Pantsuits so this is my effort to escape that fate for as long as I can.
