First of all, I am not really obsessed with clothes (any more).
It's harder to be obsessed when trendy clothing sizes stop at 6. That being said...
Back to school clothes used to follow along the same lines: a plaid dress.
Not this plaid dress:
But this plaid dress:
For some reason, back-to-school always meant plaid. Even when Beth stopped choosing my clothes for me, I always gravitated back to plaid:
And then I discovered that back-to-school could mean so much more!
My mother, in her attempt to get me to think about the way I looked, procured me a subscription to "Seventeen" magazine. (Which leads me to the whole magazine-addiction thing, but that's another story for another day, Courtney.)
And do you know what I found within the pages of that magazine?
Yep. For those of you who are unsure....this is not the first time I have written about this particular romance. Nor will it be the last, I reckon.