I was apparently a lot meaner as a child, and I liked pointing out what was ugly around me. When I'd be waiting in the car with my mom, I liked to stand on the front seat, and lean back against it, with my elbows on either side of the head rest, and there would still be some room before my head would hit the ceiling, so I must have been pretty young, and I would just critique everybody who walked by. Clothes, hair, makeup, walk. Just very judgmental. My mom said it was hysterical, if a little scary, since I was usually right.

ETA: I usually keep those thoughts to myself, now.

Yay, Jilli! You're so lucky!

Granny boots with faux socks sticking over the top

However, granny boots with black ruffled socks sticking over the top(worn over a contrasting color of tights, or better yet, stripey tights) are perfectly okay. At least in my world.

Everything is better with stripey tights.

We had to wear dresses when I was in elementary school so when we could wear pants to middle school it rocked! I distinctly remember wearing brown cords with a tapestry belt, brown plaid shirt and earth shoes and being so, so in fashion.

the dialect coaches from the Wire... Sarameg, that is just the coolest. There are some impressive accents on there given the number of Brits in the cast. The Wire likes carrots,btw.

I'm so sorry grunge made your home its capital, Jilli.

It didn't know she was there, probably, or it would have come here. Someplace with Jilli has plenty of style already.

However, granny boots with black ruffled socks sticking over the top(worn over a contrasting color of tights, or better yet, stripey tights) are perfectly okay. At least in my world.

These were the ones with the b&w or brown& white rag socks sewn in. They weren't bad, I just remember them clearly.

Multi-tier dresses with a tank top top made out of tshirt material.

In high school, I had this one weird outfit. Green poetryish cotton blouse with cutout teeny embroidery on the chest area, long sleeve, lots of tucks worn. Past my hips. A pair of longish jean shorts, dark green tights and my docs. My long & heavy silver chandelier earrings from Russia. It was so comfy and suited me at the time.

I'm so sorry grunge made your home its capital, Jilli.

Some day, oh some day, I will be able to listen to Alice n' Chains again without grinding my teeth. Some day.

However, the nice thing about the grunge trend was that all the thrift stores were FILLED with cute vintage velvet things that hardly anyone else wanted. I miss that.

When I said a deliberate joke, I was thinking of things like layers of neon mixed with black and white checks, hugely overpadded shoulders, 3 layers of belts, haircuts that were deliberately uneven. Flock of Seagulls, people!!! The high fashion was deliberately over the top, even if the watered down versions that real people wore were not.

Let's see. I mostly wore oversized shirts belted at the hips and leggings (not stirrup pants because they didn't fit my legs right). I occasionally did the skinny tie thing, too. And black boots. I've never owned so many black boots as back then.