Being an adult is rough: making big decisions that you always imagined you could make “later”, being responsible for yourself (and sometimes others), and generally just trying to find a balance between work and fun. Not. Easy.
But flash way way back to childhood (but not middle school, because no one had a good time during that). I’m thinking kindergarten graduations, family gatherings, eating tons of sugar, kiddie pools, and being totally uncensored.
My favorite thing to wear during my early childhood was something I called “twirly skirts,” simple circle skirts in corduroy with iron-on decals, like cherries, that my mom let me pick out. My mom made a lot of clothing for me growing up – some that I wore, some that I didn’t – but with one simple pattern, she made me a handful of these skirts, possibly to appease me as I refused to wear pants, which I then considered to be universally “ugly.”
The best part of these skirts? When you spun around, the skirts would spin up like a ballerina’s tutu (or somewhat reminiscent of the whirling dervishes, but I wasn’t aiming for that). I only remember how fun they were to wear, but I wonder if my mom was chasing me around telling me to stop flashing everyone. But that’s just it! You’re totally uncensored at age four or five. You don’t care as long as you’re having fun.
Flash forward to 2011. I was in a Forever21 for some unknown reason, and I bought this bright coral pleated mini-skirt that instantly took me back to the good old days. I don’t twirl publicly in it, and in fact I’m usually sweating in it, because it’s polyester (just one more reason not to shop at Forever21). But I love it. It reminds me of playgrounds, dancing in family home movies, and appreciating simple things.
Do I wish it didn’t come from Forever21? Yes, but I bought it, and I’m taking responsibility for that with no intention of tossing it out anytime soon.
Being an adult is serious. But playing with your personal style should be fun. Whether it’s a flashback to who you were or dressing as who you want to become, our clothes tell the story of where we’ve been and where we’re going. And luckily, we can pick and choose the stories we want to tell.
What was your favorite thing to wear when you were a kid? Comment or tweet @ThisIWear to share what clothes you lived in when you were little.