MEMOIR:... they fell just at my knees rather than just below. I was a quarter inch closer to catholic school girl sexy but that’s where mom’s needle and thread stopped. The mandated ‘knee’ length would be challenged by nearly every girl at UC. As we became more in the know, we learned how to properly roll our skirts at the waist so as to afford the raging balls of hormones that were our male classmates, a slightly better view of our legs.