Last night, while waiting for an event at a local university to begin, I scanned the crowd of faculty, staff, and grad students. I noticed that many of the older women were dressed in ways that were striking, but eclectic. I saw colorful sashes, flowing material, all kinds of bright accessories. I felt startled when I realized that I was probably as old as some of these women, even though I dress more like a student, in jeans and a t-shirt. It made me wonder what people saw when they were sitting somewhere watching me go by.
I figured I'd ask my daughter. "Hey," I said to her without preamble,"How would you describe the way I dress?"
She said, without hesitation, "Goopy."