my increasing desire for a uniform

Some people grew up wearing uniforms. A girl I used to be friends with came to our elementary school from a school where they had to wear uniforms and it was a frequent topic of conversation (and gossip). When I was growing up uniforms had the reputation of being such a drag. How horrible to have to wear the same thing over and over again - not to mention being stuck wearing the typical school girl outfit. 

As time has gone on so have my observations on uniforms. During my adolescent years, a uniform has gone from something boring and restrictive, to an ideal of sex (Britney Spears in pigtails anyone?), and now that I've reached my third decade the idea of a uniform is appealing. 

When I mention "uniform" it's not the schoolgirl uniform, it's a fashion uniform. I'm talking a combination of pieces that one grabs day after day because it's available and leaves no room for error. It's basics that tend to make up these uniforms, but a uniform doesn't necessarily have to be basic.  In fact, a uniform is anything but basic. It takes skill to make the same pieces look different and to not get sick of them. To put thought and care into styling oneself is the opposite end of basic. It's commendable. 

I'm thinking it's time to dress uniformly. I find that the most effortless of style icons had some kind of uniform they stuck to and choose trends very carefully if at all. 

I'm still on the hunt for the perfect uniform that suits my inner being, but I'm narrowing it all down. I will start with what I know, and what I know is that a uniform way of dressing doesn't sound nearly as bad; what sounded terrible and prohibitive has transformed into a an effective way to save time and offers a different perspective on how to adorn oneself. I won't be rocking a schoolgirl skirt and knee highs anytime soon - but I sure as heck won't be judging those around me who have taken to wearing the same thing every day. They wouldn't care anyway, they have bigger fish to fry.