Being anti-social, shrimping up in an hour long bubble bath, listening to Beatles vinyl and rearranging my 3rd closet. This much neglected closet is full of great stock: 80's blazers, sequined gowns and hippy dresses. Compliments of my mother, who, like myself, never throws anything away.
But aside from all the new oldies, the best rediscovery of the evening
has to be my very favorite pair of jeans from high school
and my black combat boots...
I will never ever part with them. They were absolute vitals! The first pair of jeans I actually sewed skinny and shredded. Shocked and amazed that they still fit. I don't know if it's sentimentality that is making me keep them, or the fact that I can still find a way to work them into an outfit.
Dear high school grunge phase,
I am nostalgic for you. Hang out soon?
-Jillian
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