PREP-À-PORTER

Gridlines conjure up images of math class in my head, where I spent more time on my graphic display calculator making art than solving linear equations. So naturally, when I wore this grid-like pattern, I couldn't stop myself from feeling a little nostalgic and in the mood to pretend I was ready for school. If only I had a fraction of my current dress-sense back then.               There are few that can twist preppy into preppy-chic. Myself excluded, unfortunately. Most of the time if I do dare go down the back-to-school path, I actually end up looking like a kid ponning class. That's a little too real and on the verge of costume for me. This is one of those rare occasions where, by some stroke of sartorial luck, I kind of feel like I'm fancy enough to be in Cher Horowitz's squad. Can I sit with you, Cher? (No, not the teacher). Getting nostalgic about school got me thinking a lot about my time in ACS and how being there shaped my life. Who would have known that my random decision to get a camera 10 years ago, along with some very inspiring friends, would have made my dreams of becoming a vet do a complete 180? I remember spending many late nights not just doing essays, but satisfying my passions as well - editing photos, making banners, signatures and other graphics, creating posters for school events, etc. Back then, the haters (aka adults) told me that I was wasting my time on such nonsense... Looking back now, I can say with 100% certainty that it was definitely not a waste...
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