The Kello Show

OK, MommyBrain and SupahMommy, I'm in . I've made some pretty bad errors in fashion judgement. I do not have photographic evidence at this time, but I might investigate and provide it later.

1. Hair --  this is a big category for me. 
So, first, yes, I did it too: the poodle perm. I was still in elementary school and my mom let me do it.  Let me say, I have two older sisters who greatly influenced my fashion sense, so really I blame them. 
Then, there was the crimping iron. Whoever came up with that one should be shot, except perhaps it lead to the straightening iron, which I'm a fan of. 
The wave bangs. We all had them. Enough said.
And, then there was high school, when I was known to dye my hair with Koolaid --  fun colors that only lasted a few days, but what a mess in the shower. 

2. The grunge period. This involved flannel, overalls, torn jeans, and wearing the same vans as all my male friends. And, of course, I wrote all over them. I blame Seattle and their good music. 

3. Pegged jeans. Why oh why could we not just leave our paints alone? Why did I have to fold them over and roll them up? And wear them with a baggy Guess shirt tucked in, and Keds? Issues, people. I had serious issues.

4. Local Motion in neon. I was forever wearing my Local Motion t-shirt with my neon bike shorts. Or, my Body Glove shorts that had a hand print on the rear.  OK, I'm from Southern California, so forgive me my surfer roots, but everyone was doing it.

5. Matchy-matchy outfits from Wet Seal and Charlotte Rouse. Remember those Bongo shorts that had matching shirts with the same print? Nice.

All I can say is: Dang, I looked good.