You Want to Stay Out With Your Fancy Friends

Does anyone know why we were required to dress up for Grad Night at the Magic Kingdom in Walt Disney World? (Click on the picture to see a larger view.) The guys wore ties and sometimes Miami Vice–style jackets with the sleeves pushed up; the girls could wear sundresses only if we wore jackets to cover our shoulders. I remember feeling peeved over the requirement but following it unquestioningly, lemming that I was at age 18.

But at age 38, I’m a lemming no more. My fashion choices now are daringly bland and sloppy! I’m not ashamed to tell you that I’m already contemplating how I want to look during reunion weekend, but the only recommendation worth considering so far is tattooing my face Maori style. That's from a friend who graduated in southern California, where they aren't self-conscious about personal appearance at all.