Put some clothes on, please.

I get grumpy in the morning and seeing a stranger’s underwear does not help.

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My morning did not start out amazingly. I woke up late, missed my bus, scarfed down a handful of granola, and made it to school with five minutes to spare. On an average day, I enjoy walking through the school doors in the morning – the building is familiar and everyone else is just as tired as I am. But today I saw something that I really wish had never even entered the building.

An underclassman was strutting her stuff through the library doors in very sheer clothing. By that, I mean you could see her undergarments very clearly. And I really don’t like to start out my day by seeing some other person’s leopard print underwear. This wouldn’t have been as bad if she had worn a shirt that was a decent length, but instead, the see-through leggings accentuated the fashion mishap. Now, I’m definitely the furthest thing from the fashion police (if you’ve ever seen me, you know what I’m talking about), but even I know that was just uncalled for. I’m sick and tired of seeing things like that. If I don’t even know you, why do I need to see what you look like minus your clothes? There’s a reason that we have a dress code. Sure, the whole shoulders rule gets a little annoying, but there are reasons these rules are set in place.

I’m not slut-shaming, but I’m definitely criticizing people who make a conscious decision to wear next to nothing and attend school. Don’t you get cold? Isn’t it best to keep your significant other guessing instead of just showing them all at once? Put on some pants, buy some skin-colored undergarments, and try not to startle me in the morning.