My mother used to get on me about wearing a scarf before I left the house for school in the winter time. As soon as I turned the corner and knew she couldn't see me, I tore the scarf off. I also rolled up my skirt in the girls room once I got to school too. What my mother didn't know, didn't hurt her, or me.
And that’s why you’re here! :)
“I also rolled up my skirt in the girls room once I got to school too.”
I beat you to it. I rolled up my skirt at the bus stop. Once it didn’t work well for me. Dad was a preacher with STRICT rules and sometimes did substitute bus driving. One day I got on the bus with my recently shortened skirt, only to see Dad there.