Don’t get too excited. It’s just me and my chucks.
California, here we come. (at Greater Rochester International Airport (ROC))
(making up for a few missed weeks)
September 1987, I’m 7 years old.
I’ve always had an excellent sense of fashion. I was wearing three different shades of blue, cuffing my pants, and rocking the Chucks before you were even born.
High heels do absolutely nothing for me. In fact, I think they make legs look worse.
Now, if they make YOU feel better or sexier or whatever, then that’s awesome, but I’d much rather see you in flats, or Chucks.