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fashion sense? HAHA no.

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okay is it just me,

or are 12 year olds dressing like teenagers on tumblr and magazines?

wat the hell, i thought just two years ago, we were wearing sparkly justice shirts and neon stuff and dying our hair with kool aid,

what. now like frickin 6th graders have better style than i do.

i don't have a style.

i literally just wear a t-shirt and jeans with a hoodie. very simple. and fool proof.

but i see everyone around me, and they wear tank tops and floral dresses, and chokers, and, and,

they all look nicer than me.

they just look so pretty and i don't know how to coordinate clothes, it's just so difficult.

how the hell do you style a graphic tee?

i just can't.

i mean, i shop for clothes at a freaking thrift store. yeah. cause my parents aren't the type who spend thousands of dollars on materialistic items.

my dad is the kind of guy who would shop for my phone and laptop on craigslist.

idk why, it's not like we're poor.

but it's not totally bad. i mean it's a shit ton cheaper than what you usually pay it for. and my friends get a little surprised at the price of my stuff, so their reactions are cool.

but anyways, i'm self conscious of my clothes. so i get hoodies and sweaters from ross and cover up. and i feel more confident in my hoodie.

cause you know, it's actually like new.

i got my first pair of converse like three days ago. yeah i know, i'm weird but just bear with me.

and both of my parents were a bit concerned bout the price.

but get this: that pair was from ross and it was only 30 dollars.

i'm just mildly confused. i mean, there are tons of other shoes that cost like fcking three times more than that.

i'm not against how my parents shop, it's just that i feel like it's setting me apart from everyone else.

i didn't really care in 7th. but that's the time when i wore the same. black. jacket. every. day.

just in case ya didn't know,

i had this black jacket and i wore it so much, you'd think i was in a relationship with it.

i. wore. it. every. day.

but no one ever commented on my jacket or how frequently i wore it, so i just didn't care.

i'd get really panicked if i lost it, cause it's my only jacket. O.O my mom tried to get me to find other jackets, but i refused. i'm weird.

but one day, i actually lost it, and well.

the world was ending as far as i knew.

i looked everywhere, and i couldn't find it.

so i had to resort to shopping for new jackets.

i got really picky at the thrift shop (cause ew.) and i wanted to go to ross. i started to be very concerned about how i dress. and ross was the one store on my mind.

i was scared cause my parents rarely go there. and i thought i would seem extremely spoiled to them.

but they took me there anyways.

and i found two hoodies. and i loved them.

and i now have jackets that don't have to be worn everyday. i swear i'm not poor, i'm just raised with extremely different standards. :'(

i feel more confident about myself now. i can at least look like i shop frequently. my mom likes going to ross now. my dad doesn't really give lol, anything works for him.

but if my mom asks me to go to the thrift shop with her,

i'd still say yes. most likely lol.

please don't laugh hehe, this is something i feel strange about.

thanks for listening (:

- elaina

oh yeah also:

if you ask me what i want as a gift and i say "clothes", i mean it. i don't know what looks nice.