Grunge Down

American Eagle skinny cords. Jessica Simpson boots. F21 tank and ring. Flannel thrifted by and stolen from boyfriend. Fossil watch. Gifted bracelet.

The 1990s were my childhood; literally from birth until age 9. And I wanted to be a grunge wearing girl like nobody's business. At some point after my super girly dressed-by-my-mom getups were things of the past and I began dressing myself regularly, I decided that I was a tomboy. My general uniform was tshirts and uncombed hair with jeans or shorts, depending on the season. I wanted to be a 90s grunge girl. But of course, as I entered my preteen years in the early new millenium, grunge faded out and I opted for girlier outfits as I discovered a new love - boys.

However, when I discovered this flannel shirt in boyfriend's closet, I had to have it. He thrifted it for a Hick theme party (I saw pictures of him wearing it with a Moutain Dew trucker hat, very funny) and he would have never worn it again in his life. You can't really tell in these pictures, but I buttoned it unevenly since it's a men's large and it looks better if I experiment like that, rather than just looking oversized. I considered belting it, but I decided that that made it less grunge and more cowgirl.

I'm disappointed in these Jessica Simpson boots, they did not age well. I should have expected it. Alas.