My roommate from senior year (I can't bring myself to call her my "ex-roommate". It's so much more.) and current facebook wife is a high school Spanish teacher. Naturally, she has some good stories filled with drama and angst an oh boy I don't miss high school.
For Spirit Week, the week leading up to Homecoming, one of the dress up days was "I'm a fan of....". Pretty much, you dress up in/as whatever you like best. My dearest roomie dressed as a fan of leopard print. Black dress, leopard belt, leopard shoes, leopard hairclip, leopard bangle, I don't even remember what all. For she is, afterall, a big fan of leopard print. (aren't we all?) And one of her students that morning, in all sincerity, goes, "Seniorita-- What are YOU a fan of?"
But seriously. Every morning since I heard that one, I look in my closet and dearly wish that we had "I'm a fan of..." day at work. Because I could really rock an all-argyle, all the time look.
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