When Maria walked into my British Literature class at the semester’s beginning, her stylish attire and thick, glossy, perfectly coiffed, blonde hair impressed me. I thought, if only all female students dressed that well. Nowadays, many don’t. The way some appear in public is appalling: shorts that are little more than panties, T-shirts hanging beneath blouses, garishly colored hair, and dirty, unlaced sneakers. They look like tramps.
