From Rachel's eyes...

Kilanga, 1959:
"Color coordination is not a strong point. Grown men and women seem to think a red plaid and a pink floral print are complementary colors. The women wear a sarong made of one fabric, with another big square of a different fabric wrapped over the top of it. Never jeans or trousers--not on your life. Bosoms may wave in the breeze, mind you, but legs must be strictly hidden, top secret" (43).

Punahou, 2007:
For a change,I am no longer the only extreme blond in this place. Every few girls that walk by are just like me, well, in the sense of their hair. Chatting away with their tight-jean clad friends, black leather gold-studded bags slung over their shoulders, they hardly even notice me sitting here on the steps to a tall cement and rock building. Every few groups of people will give me a sideways glance through their too-large-for-their-faces sunglasses, then move on to continue talking to their friends. I don't really mind though, I get those kind of looks all the time. These experiences are no new thing to me, I've been admired like so ever since I was a mere child, and even into the Congo. With the exception of their extremely large sunglasses, I can at least say that these girls have some coordination when it comes to clothing. Many sport jeans tight enough to be another layer of skin, with large gold or silver weaved belts slung low around their hips. For a top they wear solid colored shirts, which expose the teeniest sliver of skin between their shirts and low-slung belts when they move about. And every other girl seems to be wearing obnoxiously large hoop earrings! If Our Father saw these outfits--which more or less looks like the staple attire at this school--he would nearly have a heart attack and say these girls were all leading a life of sin on a single path to prostitution. I, though, find these outfits quite amusing. These girls seem to be trying way too hard to pull together simple schooling attire; I feel sorry for them in fact. But I suppose they don't know too better, I've come across some magazines while in the library that make these girls here in the "quad" look like they are suited in full Army attire and ready for war. It ought to be an interesting semester...