not the look i was going for

2 facts you need to know: its worcester and its july. it might not feel like july and it certainly doesnt look like july, but it is july, and that means one thing: i refuse to wear pants. work yes, but real life, no no. again, i live in massachusetts, if i cant have no pants month in july, its never going to happen. so im on my way to get work done at school (note: dad) and i decide to walk because while there is that perpetual dark cloud over worcester, it is july, and im walking in my skirt. but i make the sensible choice of slightly longer knee length poofier navy skirt and pokka dot tie thing, you know, not my typical leggier thing (im short, let me have a little more leg, people). so walking by the sketch that is worcester and i hear called out "something something something is that a catholic skirt?" and i was like, no, i am not a catholic school girl. i am a JEWISH (almost) DOCTOR. soooooo not the look i was going for.