While we can't go back in time to relive those days (unless we're John Cusack, which we aren't), we are very fortunate that Michelle loves pictures so much she keeps them. Forever. So instead of just wondering what it might have been like, we can actually see what it might have been like.
And as I write this, I sorta kinda think I should have done this on my last day of NaBloPoMo, since Michelle actual might kill me once she sees this post. Pray for me.
Take note of the leather bomber jacket.
If you look real closely, you can see the socks bunching around the ankles. That was the style back then, kids.
Nothing screams sexy like floral print sundresses with t-shirts underneath.
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