Ah picture day.
Talk about a school ritual. It's always a fun day to do hall duty because the kids are, in the words of a former student and courtesy of Mrs. Cardinal, "all P-Diddied Out". There are always a few kids you aren't quite sure you recognize, even though they've sat in front of you for nine weeks, because they finally have their hair out of their faces and their clothes are actually clean, pressed, and they don't look like they rolled out of bed and onto the bus.
Of course there are still a few, including Happy Boy, who are sadly in need of a comb, but for the most part, it's an improvement.
This is also the time of year where The Principal, kindly "encourages" all the staff to make sure we get our picture taken - or else. Many of us dread this ritual (I do) but one advantage of first period planning is you can get the stupid thing over with.
And 80's Girl was happy today. Not only did she get a new tube of black lipstick ("And not even a Halloween brand but one I can buy all year long!") but she wore a new dress. It was of a fabric that shifted purple and green depending on how you looked at it. It definitely wasn't silk on this kid's budget, but it was definitely different. It had fashion code no-no spaghetti straps which she covered with a ratty red zippered sweatshirt, which I am sure was removed for the picture. It was tight across the bodice, and down to just about the knees, where it flared out into a whole bunch of gathers of fabric.
And she made the whole thing the night before.
I'd asked if she'd followed a pattern and she admitted she "sorta did", but that she'd modified it somewhat.
I'm telling you, this kid may be odd, but she's got style.