First day back! It's a very jolly department. The sun is out. It's a bit chilly compared to the apocalyptic weather we've been having (trees in bloom, crocuses and daffodils up. Yes, spring comes early to the South. No, not this early).
In between classes. Two sections of writing and one big Shakespeare, this semester. Shakespeare went well, even though I was nervous. When the students introduced themselves, I discovered they were a very sophisticated bunch. At least 10 had just returned from a semester abroad in London, Dijon, Paris, Rome. They are also the best dressed group of students I've seen on this all too preppy campus. After class, a student in a mod all black ensemble complete with booties and maroon dyed hair came up and complimented me on my Katherine Hepburn widelegged trousers. Apparently she has the same pair. I don't know whether to be flattered or intimidated. Hopefully my knowledge of Renaissance scholarship will make up for the fact that my students have surpassed me sartorially.
Off to teach a writing course organized around fairy tales.
2 comments:
Call me old-fashioned, but if you allow your students to challenge your alpha-female fashion dominance, you could be inviting sartorial chaos in the classroom. Oh for the old days when the tweed did all the talking!
Oh, and it's "croci."
So, Herr Sartor Resartus, what would you suggest I do? Maybe I should just wear a pantsuit. There's no arguing with a pantsuit. I *hate* pantsuits, though. Oh for the old days of tweed, indeed!
But I like "crocuses"! They sound like "hocus-pocus." And technically I think they should be "crocoi."
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