When I was a kid, I never wanted to grow up. Why would I? When the styles were so...consistently...awesome. For example:
...pom pom hats, Keds, and windbreakers for kite-flying.
...gingham and calico.
...ruffles and Peter Pan collars.
...girly dresses, knee socks, t-straps, and hair bows (check out Jesus hailing my awesome fashion sense...he's probably psyched about the giant handmade cross I'm rocking a la Flava Flav).
...pig tails with yarn bows and a disco shirt.
...pink plaid and a Dorothy Hamill haircut.
...cute little dresses and wedge rope sandals.
...smocking, swiss dots, and chunky initial necklaces.
...knee socks with shorts. ALWAYS.
...little side braids and Gunne Sax-ish floral print blouses.
...Peter Pan collars, curled hair, major brace face.
...matching dad and daughter track suits--pre-Royal Tenenbaums.
xo
K
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