On that note, today, I thought I'd post the evolution of my style (or lack thereof if you ask some people.:P). These were the stuff that I thought were da bomb. You might say, "Really? You didn't have a mirror?" As Julia Child once said, however, "No matter what happens in the kitchen, never apologize." And so, I say, "No matter what you wear, never regret anything."
The high school years (a.k.a. the scary years)...
|My Grade 9 school pic. I wore that bandanna on my head the whole year. Someone called me "Aunt Jemima" (the pancake mix icon).|
|Baggy shirt and pants, and huaraches...no need to explain...|
|I wore these pants so much the hook and zipper broke. Of course, I still wore them (by pinning it) and they fell down to my ankle without knowing it when I was going home from school one day. No joke!|
|Don't you want this jacket for yourself? Teehee...|
|Highlights and thick makeup were the highlights of my day:P|
|I was going for an Asian cowgirl look. Someone said I looked like some Japanese soccer player.|
|pink on pink on pink...|
Happy Sunday, y'all! :) How's the weekend so far?