With the recent suggestion of the administration to alter the dress code for Culture Night I’ve been thinking again about modesty. We’ve all signed the Honor Code and agreed to cover specific areas of ourselves with fabric, but have you ever stopped to consider why we dress this way?
I’m a willing participant in the practice of modest dress, but I want to dispel a myth about why.
It was over a year ago, but I remember it clearly. In relief society when a well meaning senior sister missionary reminded the class of our duty to keep our lovely lady lumps under wraps for the benefit of our priesthood brethren. She warned us of the dangerous thoughts young men have highlighting our innocence, ending with, “I know you would never mean to do that to the brethren. You don’t even know that it’s happening, really. You’ve just got to be careful.”