I'm out of style

Friday, March 7, 2014

I remember that when I was little I argued with my mother about what I was wearing. The first thing we fought about was bloomers. You know, those underpants with elastic at the end of the legs. My mother made mine and she made them roomy enough to have another child in there with me. The idea was, I was supposed to pull the legs down closer to my knees. This was not just for modesty, but also for warmth when I got too big to wear leggings or snow pants.

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