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What Not To Wear

So, MamaDuck says today's Way Back Wednesday theme is fashion don'ts. I wasn't even sure where to start with that. I have been guilty of some pretty bad fasgion don'ts. Let's just say, I did not have the best fashion leadership at home.
This is my baby brother Dave. Now, he was too young to dress himself, so this fiasco should be blamed on my parents.

Now, here is Dave, a little older, with my mother. I think this is a true testiment to the "mom" jeans. Ladies, we should all take a long hard look at ourselves before we buy jeans. This is why they make all different cuts and styles. It prvents the appearance of the "front butt" and of course, the dreaded "mom butt". I should also point out that Dave has bangs and they aren't even straight.

Now, this is my big brother, Jack Army. The poor guy was going to Homecoming and my parents opted to put him in one of my Dad's old suits. It is an old brown polyester suit. The poor kid. Again, this falls on the parents. Do you see what I mean when I said we did not have a lot of fashion guidance?

And then of course there is me. My friend Hope and I are on top of the River Center Mall parking Garage in downtown San Antonio. I am wearing a very sexy mid-drift with a bit of a poof style to it. Then, there is the cut off,rolled up shorts with the black boots. We do not even have to cover the teased out, aquanet hair.

Oh dear god, save me from my poor fashion education. Help me to be a better dresser.

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