Teenage Fashion

I know everyone is under the impression that I only came into existence in 2011, when this blog first began, but let me assure you, that is not the case. I was once a teenager, like most adults in the world today, and since I've been too lazy to take any outfit shots recently, and I have a hard-drive full of ancient photos, I thought I'd give you a glimpse of my style in my teen years:

 14 years old, attending a wedding reception. You've seen this dress relatively recently.

 Still 14. All packed and ready to head out on an overnight train to Thailand. Orange is really not my color. And I detest wearing athletic shoes, though they were needed on this trip.

15 years old. Deepavali party at our friends' home.

 15. Trying out Dad's unicycle. Same jeans as above, you can see. I actually only got rid of those jeans this past summer.

15. Those ugly shoes. No wonder I mostly refuse to wear athletic shoes these days...

 16 years old. We seem to have started taking more digital pictures around this age. Like my bracelet? It's obvious I do. And yes, I still have it.

 16. Cheating, because this is a costume. It was the shortest skirt I'd ever worn at this point in my life and I was rather scandalized by it.

16. I loved this dress a lot--it didn't make the cut to come to China, though.

16. Back when I could still hold my own, height-wise, with these two. I don't even remember owning that skirt, so I have a feeling it's just borrowed.

 16. I was going to a party with a competition for the person who had dressed most completely in RED. I had streaks of red paint in my hair and you can't see it, but I'd stuck individually wrapped twizzlers through my bun as if they were hair chopsticks. I was so proud of myself.

 16. This was slightly after I got my senior photos taken, I know, because I learned how to do this hairstyle from the stylist who did my hair for the photos.

 16. When I'd been back in the US a week or two. Wearing my cousin's jacket because I didn't even own one!

 16. About to go meet up with some friends and feeling pretty cool with my chunky black bracelet and chain.

 17. The last day of my first semester of college. I have a love hate relationship with sweatedresses...they're warm and cozy, but I don't love the look that much. And that jacket. It was a women's size medium. I think a women's size medium might have been wishful thinking on my part.

 17. A Christmas party, and another sweater dress--but a short-sleeved one, which creates such an enigma. I feel like I took way more serious-faced photos when I was a kid, don't you?

18 years old. Just before our engagement party. I love this photo because I love that stop-sign. I'd say that dress is more comfortable than it is flattering, but I like anything black and white.

Looking back, I don't even think my style has changed all that much. I still like blue jeans (although I no longer detest skinnies), bright colors, and black accessories. I'd say the biggest changes are that my hairstyling skills have improved, I wear tennis shoes less (and the ones I have were chosen for their cuteness), and I wear clothes that fit better (I could still improve at that. Why is finding and buying clothes that actually fit well so hard?).