What not to wear- FOB addition!

When you're fresh off the boat, no one tells you what to wear, but more importantly, no one tells you what not to wear. It wasn't my parents' top priority to ensure that I joined the glam squad or became one of the popular girls in school. Like many other parents, they were busy trying to put a roof over our heads and food on the table. So, a girl had to make do with hand-me-downs. Let me share with you some of my classic hits from the past.
Here I am in fourth grade, sporting a little piece I like to call "Little House on the Prairie." She's chic, she's cool in her muted manure brown; look out world, she's got nothing to fear with her ruffled collar—meoww! 

This little ditty was before the transcontinental flight. I liked to refer to it as the old country, or as the Americans referred to it, the third world. Now, doesn't that sound exotic? Well, I deem this exotic, alright. Just look at the avant-garde backdrop of random hay and a perfectly placed enormous rubber bucket, which doubled as a bath and a swimming hole—ABFAB!

Finally, I present to you this look, The Young Republican. It's as if Connie Chung herself birthed Alex P. Keaton's child. Just look at this promising young lady, all buttoned up with her classic blouse, conservative vest (for a pop of color), and just a hint of flair added by her acid-wash jean skirt! She's not afraid to get down and dirty if given the chance—Chef's kiss, if I do say so myself.