My mother put great effort into my wardrobe as a young child. Funky, adorable outfits with matching socks, bows, and accessories. In my early years I was one stylish kid. Then somewhere between my cute and awkward phase I decided a wardrobe dictatorship wasn't for me. I wanted some independence. Soo, being an incredible mama, my mom found the perfect balance of giving me nice clothes while allowing me to put them together however I wished... (Her complete disdain of my 3rd grade stand to wear nothing but sweatsuits is a discussion for another day.) Anyhow, the above outfit was a perfect example of my new-found wardrobe freedom. I remember the day very clearly. We were driving into the school drop-off lane and I noticed my friends in perfect bows and frilly dresses.
(5 seconds of silence.)
Me: It's picture day.
Mom: What?!?? And you're wearing that?! Shorts-overalls with sheer red women's hose??
Mom: I don't have time to go home and bring you another outfit do I?
Me: Nope. This is what we're working with.
One hour later this photo was snapped. Although forgetting was an accident, I was pretty darn pleased with myself. Shorts-overalls on picture day? Freedom was pretty darn sweet.
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