28. An outfit you are ashamed to say you wore.
Oh, where to even start?
I decided to exonerate my childhood fashion sins (age 12; leather skirt with white trainers, age 13; white tracksuit bottoms with 'angel' on the bottom and gold hoop earrings) and skip directly to my disastrous forays into the world of Goth style.
Here I am in 2007.
In the hope of making up a little for the above photo (which I am staring at with a kind of horrified fascination), an outfit post from - I believe - the week before last. See how I have grown (thank gawd).
|Yes, I am still living in the fluffy cardigan.|