So this morning I dropped my younger sister off at school. While I watched her walk away, I noticed a few of the other girls making their way inside. And some of them looked older than me! They weren’t flunkies (well, they might’ve been) but full-fledged fashionistas. (The boys… not so much. But they’re all supposed to be late bloomers, right?) Anyway, these girls were sporting cute cardigans, high-waisted shorts, blazers, and sophisticated weaves — invisible part included!
I did not look like that in high school.
Hell, I’m still trying to figure out this whole sense of style thing that everybody seems to be harping on about. When I was in high school (omg I sound so old!) I always wore my hair in a huge puff until I stupidly decided to perm it senior year for prom, which is an entirely different story. I would wear jeans and some sandals and called it a day. A dress or a skirt was strictly for church.
Now, this might just show how bad my sense of fashion was “back in the day” (my sisters might argue it still is haha), but I don’t really remember any of my high school friends, or classmates, or school colleagues in general being particularly fashion forward.
Kids today (gag for using this phrase!) have a leg up. TV shows like Styled by June and What Not to Wear, and YouTube “style gurus” have everyone and their mommas thinking that they can save the next person from a dreadful fashion faux pas.
I’m not hatin’.
Ok, maybe a little bit. Do you know how many fashion don’ts I would’ve been save from during those oh-so-character-building high school moments? Too many.
But maybe there is a bigger picture that I’m not focusing on. *camera pans in closely to face* Did those fashion fails help mold me into the sympathetic, understanding individual that I am today? Would I appreciate movies that have makeover scenes as much as I do if I never once thought that I needed one myself? If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it still make a sound?
Lol. I’m just kidding. The kids looked cute, maybe a little grown, but cute. Perhaps when they grow up they’ll look back at themselves and laugh at their fashion choices as they stroll down a Facebook facilitated memory lane.
I would lurk around my sister’s high school to take candid street style shots of these students for you all to see, but prowling around schools is generally frowned upon in our society.
So let’s discuss. What were some of your biggest fashion fails growing up? (Pictures are greatly welcomed! :))