Them is fighting words right?
It was love, but it’s gone. Poof. Vanished into thin air. Sorry, no love here. Gone. It’s part of life, my Dad would say, the whole love and loss thing. Know yourself, he said and you will know real love when it arrives. Real love. To know it from fickle, fleeting love.
For example…
I used to love shorts. The former love of shorts is just about summed up by the line above. I used to beg to wear shorts instead of my school skirt. I begged to be allowed. In those days it was a pretty strict netball skirt type policy. Weird. Those skirts are SO impractical. It was the early nineties when we broke up after an unfortunate photo during a twister game just about showed off my lady bits.
There was a time I even adored oversized Australis t-shirts. i had them in every colour under the sun. My favourite one was a dark rust colour. I’m still not sure what the heck I was thinking about that. We broke up somewhere in the ninties after hanging in there for WAY too many years.
In my high school years, the final countdown to the big 2000 year graduation, I was desperately in love with all things Adidas and trainers. Even though by this stage the idea of the gym made me roll my overly pencilled eyes. Sleek ponytails, swept over and plastered down fringes. It was looooove baby and I had fallen hard. The break up happened quickly. Like ripping off a band-aid. I was graduating. I needed SOME style.
It turns out, it would take me almost another 10 years to find something lasting. Classic cuts and timeless pieces. It turns out that years in baggy tee’s {I’m looking at you Australis} and trainers helped me embrace my shape. Hidden for too long I went to heck with it, I’ll flaunt what I’ve got and at least attempt to stay on trend. While working with what suits me best. It turns out that this was the true love I was waiting for. A nod to all things casual and cool. A big nod to stripes and heels.
So, what fashion trend did you just LOVE growing up that you wouldn’t be caught dead in now?
And can I just say, I bet this is absolutely not what you thought you were getting into when you clicked over to THIS post. Was it? No. I didn’t think so.
