As a kid, did your mom ever make you wear an article of clothing that you absolutely hated?

See the shirt I’m wearing in this 8th grade pic. I HATED that shirt. Some of the boys would walk by and try to unzip my shirt. However, Mom made me wear it for the picture. I told her what the boys did, and she said, “Oh, just ignore them.” She was all old-country insensitive like that.

I once had a shirt similar to this one when I was in 4th grade. I remember it was made of blue material like a workshirt. The zipper unzipped in the front, all the way to the bottom. You had to zip it up like a coat. It had a ring on it, like that one.
One time on the playground a group of boys surrounded me, and one of them stuck his finger in the ring and unzipped it all the way. I was crying, panicked, then the bell rang. They ran to line up and I turned away, crying, sobbing, struggling to get my shirt zipped back up.
I got in trouble for being late to line up.