Yeah, that sounds about right for university. On my first day I was wearing this nice Autumn-coloured long skirt with a lace underskirt to stiffen it (it was the 1950s, okay?), low-heeled court shoes, a cream blouse and a neat little brown linen jacket. I ripped my outfit, lost a shoe and wound up covered with undefined but very smelly filth in the course of rescuing a distressed kitten from a dumpster behind the chemistry building. Thereby establishing a reputation as 'nice but odd, and not at all proper', a reputation which was only reinforced as time went on.
But I kept the kitten.