What's inside: three pens, three notebooks, gum, fingerless gloves, the American and English anthologies, a 12-pound set of keys, American Spirit cigarettes and a hot pink wallet. 
"I bought [the bag] at Gabriel Brothers for like, $4," Liz said. "It's sturdy enough to carry all of that junk to and from class."
The navy jacket, purple shirt, yellow pants and green boots aren't colors I think would look hilarious together. But, Sharon proved me wrong. 
Junior year I turned into a jackrabbit. Circa 2004-05.
My senior year of high school I met the devil and sold my soul to Forever 21. The vest is a thrift store find that I still own. I wore that blue heart necklace every single day. Once, I went to Lake Erie wearing that necklace with a couple out-of-town friends. My entire chest was sun burnt minus the large heart-shaped spot. It was also during my senior year that I created a hairstyle that would stick with me for two years. Circa 2005-06.
The summer before my first year at the University of Cincinnati, I moved to Springboro, Ohio. I had no friends and spent all of my time hanging out with my parents and siblings. Right before I moved, I pierced my lip and colored a portion of my bangs. Circa 2006.
My first year of school was full of bright colors and lots of layers. Note the necklace and hairstyle carried over from high school. Also notice I am wearing nearly the same outfit in each of these photos. I realize I look like Grizzly Adams in the first picture. Thank you. I pierced my septum in January 2007. Circa 2006-07.
This is right after finishing my first year at UC. I stopped wearing my hair like a woman who had been lost in the wilderness for 20 years and tamed my wardrobe. To this day, the vest in the picture continues to be a staple item. Circa 2007.
Prior to meeting its fate and a pair of shears, my hair, when dry and curly, was 18 inches long. It was time for a change so I loped it all off. These photos are from mid-summer 2007. Around this time I lost my septum piercing to a freak misfortune. Literally two days before beginning round two at UC I digested my lip retainer. I was piercing free.
I love the vintage green sweater. It was thrifted somewhere in Cincinnati, maybe Dayton. It looks somewhat like carpet, but that is why I love it so much. The cowboy boots in the second photo, along with the cardigan, were also thrifted- the boots in Cincinnati and the cardigan in Dayton.
This is the last picture I have of myself prior to my camera's suicide. This was taken sometime mid-February. That blue thing in my hair is a pen. It's a habit to always have one tucked behind my ear. I blame it on the journalist in me. These last three pictures are from my second year at UC.
And here we have me, on my first day back in Ohio after two months in Auburn, Ala. This was from the middle, end of August. One of the most recent and legitimate photos I have. That shirt? Vintage: $3.
This is Gina. I really love her chunky red sweater, especially with the super-dark jeans. But, the slipper boots take the comfy-chic ensemble and make it look less put together, dare I say, sloppy.
The boots, while relatively sassy in their own way have been put back together on multiple occasions, according to Gina. She also said she can only wear them outdoors when there is no report of rain; clearly it would be devastating to the house boots. If water will prevent you from wearing these outside, my dear Gina, I'll be right back with a hose. Or a watering can. Or a cup of water. Maybe I'll just shove you into a shower somewhere.
I also love Courey's Fendi bag. I'm not big and hell-bent on labels, but I can appreciate a good bag when I see one. If I had to swap bag collections with anyone I knew, Courey would be at the top of my list.
With all the good things to say about what Courey was wearing, it wouldn't be right for me to leave out the fact that I thought her bottoms were really dark skinny jeans. As I've said more times than I can count, leggings are not pants. I've been bamboozled by the pseudo denim, but still, I have to object; leggings are not pants, leggings are not pants, leggings are not pants.
The scarf tied in Alex's hair is fab. The bold colors added a pop and
Close up! I love the color combination and different floral patterns.
In my defense, I must say my personal style has changed considerably since this photo was taken during my senior year of high school. I have a fashion timeline I can/will dig up and repost on this blog.
Stay tuned!
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