Welcome back!
Today is the first day of school in Boston.

I remember going back to school - usually by the end of the summer I was ready for the change of pace of going back to school. We didn’t go on vacation or anything when I was a kid. I don’t remember any camps or special programs.

One summer I learned to swim and another summer I went to the tennis camp my dad ran. Let’s just say that I quickly put an end to both my swimming and tennis careers.

When I started the seventh grade my friend called me several weeks before school and we discussed what clothes we’d wear for the coming year. She was the first to suggest that we needed to develop a specific style and that perhaps we should coordinate. I thought that sounded good.

We opted to go with some animal prints, a bit of olive drab, jeans and also a collection of cardigans, button down shirts and brooches that we’d wear pinned at the collar. Not all at once, I just recall those two specific looks very clearly – cardigan and brooch; olive drab skirt with cheetah print blouse.

Sweet fancy Moses – we had a look. It was a mix of hooker chic and retirement home.

Thankfully times have changed a bit, although I did cringe mightily when animal prints came back a few years ago. Thankfully, I have abandoned my brooch collection.

Good luck kids and remember those Rs: reading, writing and fashion.