"Patricia," my mother scolded, "put a shirt on!"
"It's too hot," I moaned. "No one else has one on!"
"Hot or not, it's time you started wearing a shirt. You're about to become a young lady."
I protested vehemently and announced that I was never going to become anything but myself, that I was of the clan of Peter Pan
and we did not grow up. --excerpt from "Just Kids" by Patti Smith