Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

I found a book called "What People Wore" in my third grade. Breasts and codpieces and all that jazz. Hennins, bustles; it was enlightening. I found it again when I was 30, and have a copy.

I quit the school paper over the stupid teacher editing a cupid out of a drawing I made.(only his little baby butt showed) without telling me. I was pissed because he compromised my composition. And yes, my resignation was a scathing condemnation. It went in my file. And no, I was neither embarassed nor proud.