Young Fashion

There comes that time in everyones life where your parents stop having control of what you wear, you start becoming your own lil fashion project. I must admit right now my parents had style and mainly dressed me in pretty awesome clothes. My dad was all about vintage, that meant second hand to me and I would hate any clothes he put me in, especially my lionel blaires (flares). Good god did I hate those things!! Looking back those flares were amazing and I wish I hadn't taken a pair of scissors to them and destroyed them forever (throwing them away would of been useless, my dad would of found them!). But this post is to thank my parents for my early fashion triumphs, without you guys I probably would of ended up in sweats and reebok classics all my life, I only went through that faze for a good year! Did I mention my dad was an Elvis impersonator, no seriously.