Honestly, though, I think we were ready for a break from each other by the time we graduated. Middle and high school were intense; because we went to a relatively small school, we were all intimately involved in each others' lives. The academic pressure we, our parents, and our teachers placed on us was acute, and that often spilled into our relationships. (A New York Times reporter witnessed a classic scene outside a sixth grade Wellness class at my school in 2002: "Are you stressed right now?" says [one girl]. "I am so stressed.") After graduation, I maintained close contact with only about half a dozen of my classmates. Many of us flowed together over the years at Thanksgiving alumni events cohosted with our brother school, but then we all ebbed back to the new lives we were making. At the beginning, watching each other from the sidelines was more than enough; we graduated just as Facebook was launched, and it was easy to be voyeurs without actually making the effort to keep in touch.
Now, though, in part because of the glimpses that social media has given me, I'm really looking forward to getting to know my former classmates again. Despite having desperately needed space a decade ago, I want to catch each one and find out more about what they're up to! We've all become our own people since 2004, but we were all unquestionably shaped by the years that we shared and, at the risk of being unbearably corny, that will always connect us.
I decided to go classic high school for our two main events. On Friday night, we have an all-alumni BBQ with the boys' school, and I snagged this Loft dress on sale just for the occasion. It's dress-code appropriate even without my old J Crew cardigan, with straps wider than my thumb and a hem longer than the reach of my fingertips, and basic black flats will keep me comfortable as I run around. It's all cute and casual for a Friday evening, but nice enough together that I can wear it straight from work. Looking back through old photos, I totally believe I would have worn this outfit in 2003 if I could have!
Except for the fact that skinny jeans weren't trendy in the early noughties, I'm pretty sure that I wore a variation on my outfit for Saturday night to every single dance in high school. A strappy black top? Check. A black blazer? Check. (I'll actually be wearing the exact same one that I bought my senior year!) Dark denim? Check. I can't remember what kinds of shoes I wore to our informal dances, but they probably weren't heels. Now I don't have to worry about being taller than the boys, though, so black pumps, not too dressy for our bar hopping but still a bit glam, will be perfect.
It's also Flower Mart weekend, so I'll need a totally different outfit for Saturday during the day... what should I do about that? So many decisions to make! Keep up on Instagram to see how it all goes, dear readers!