I think I can safely say that the all students at RMA were expatriates of another region of the country. But for some reason, the Idaho campus had a huge percentage of Californians. This is most likely owing to the fact that the parent campus is in California. (Although we still beat their ass every year in the east vs. west games, and several people in my peer group were instrumental in ensuring that always happened).
As restricted as we were regarding dress, the California look still managed to seep its way into the school's culture. Remember what kind of shoes girls were issued when they first got there? Those awful reebok high tops that permeated every California girlie teenage movie around in the 80s. What did the guys get? Vans? VANS??? ARE YOU FUCKING SHITTING ME?? MOTHERFUCKING VANS?? You dudes were sooo lucky!!
I remember seeing that among the required garb of flannels and cardboard jeans, we could get away with a shirt saying something like sideout or quicksilver on it during the summer months. Even if a kid's "image" was that you were a surfer boy.
And let's not forget patagonia. Oh lord, that's what I wanted for christmas more than anything. patagonia polar fleece, to warm my freezing ass.
What did us east coasters contribute to the allowable RMA wear? Motherfucking sebagos. Hey, let's live out in the middle of nowhere where snow is on the ground at least half of the year, and wear shoes with no traction!! Yaaay! Skiiing!!
Oh, and LL Bean and J Crew. Lovely.
I was wondering earlier tonight why I was talking Californian before I had even moved out to this state. My vocabulary was already littered with "likes" and "dudes" before I even descended onto the city by the bay. And then I realized.. motherfuck, I learned it in Idaho.
Like, ROFL! :rofl: