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Sun Dec 6
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I like it because in addition to being a cute ensemble, it says some important things about me:
1. I have really nice legs.
2. I like ruffles.
And I feel my peers and profs deserve to know these things as soon as possible.
09/09/09
This goes a long ways towards explaining the clotheshorse I am now.
09/09/09
I disagree wholeheartedly! The very best part of fashion lies in the fact that clothes can be disguises and talismans. Not that it's an acceptable excuse for failing to develop the person beneath the clothes, but who doesn't have a little black dress or a jacket or a pair of shoes that makes them feel invincible? If you don't you should!
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New school supplies. It even thrilled me through law school.
Yeah, I'm an ubergeek - whatchoowannamakeofit?
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Well, to be honest, there aren't a lot of things I could count that I loved about it, but at least I didn't have to deal with this drama at the age of 11 on my first day of secondary school.
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Also - I'd just gotten my period for the first time the Friday before. And all my aunts were in town. I just knew either the cramps or all their conversation about it was going to kill me.
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I can't believe I remember that!!
09/09/09
1) as a grad student, I have spent the last three years in naught but t-shirts and jeans
2) I am 24 for Pete's sake! I have to at least look like a grownup in front of these kids, some of whom might be older than me (I have an Iraq war vet--I bet he's at least 23)
3) I go to a very tony school. I know I can't look as good as the undergrad girls (but I have a PhD to worry about, so I let this one go) but I don't want to look bad either.
So my mom and I hit the mall a few weeks ago, and I've been feeling stylish and professional ever since.
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Very very tight white t-shirt with image of a Japanese street and "Tokyo" written in glitter letters. Denim print...I can only call them "leggings" but they were flared and had pockets with handwriting printed all over them. Candie's sneakers.
First day of high school 2002-2004:
Jeans that were too tight and sat just above my hip bones (usually carefully ripped at the knees by hitting them with a pair of scissors and then washing repeatedly until strings separated), the same pair of black Converse that I wore for about 5 years straight, carefully positioned rainbow jelly bracelets, t-shirts with sarcastic slogans, messenger bag slung ever so carefully low (so low that if I bent over it sometimes got stuck on my butt).
Looking back at my school pictures, you can pretty much pinpoint the exact moment second semester Freshman year that I went from "preppy" to "deliberately outcast."
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(Obviously this wouldn't happen on the first day of school because then the clothes were laid out the day before and clean.)
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I'm snarkey, but its actually a naively cute article.
And I have to admit, I have fun buying my kids back to school clothes.
Mostly, because I don't notice just how much they've grown over the summer until then!
BUt its also fun to teach my oldest about cost and quality, to see his style interests, and allow him to make his own choices (within the parameters of set boundaries).
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Yeah, I looked awesome.
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Oh, that's how old I am. I wore two toned stockings under beat up jean shorts I cut myself, a Bahaus t-shirt, a customized tuxedo jacket with tails (added spikes in the shoulders, badges on the lapels and cut off the arms) and Army-Navy surpluss shitkickers. My hair was likely some shade of brilliant crayon and I shaved it underneath.
Today, my 12 year old went to middle school in a peasant blouse and a long skirt with sandals, despite my best efforts to convince her that her skull t-shirt and a tarten mini-skirt was the height of fashion.
09/09/09
Seeing as that's pretty much what I wore in high school, I'm going to go with "mid-30's", and leave you with a picture of myself in January, walking home through a drag out north-east style blizzard in the same shorts and fishnets I wore every day.
If I can recall, middle school in the mid-late 80's for a budding punk rock girl was all about black hair dye, pegged jeans and paint-spatter flourescent airwalk sneakers.
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