my goal in getting dressed lately has been to look as much like a 10-year old boy growing up in the 1960's as possible.
i've been succeeding.
high top chucks (complete with stinky, no-socked feet),
baggy thrift tank tops,
and old Levi cutoffs.
yesterday i told my dad about my outfit goal.
My dad, who was once a 10 year-old boy growing up in the 1960's,
was proud.
When I walked away, he said,
"you're even walking like a 10 year-old boy."
p.s. in 12 days i'm getting on a plane and flying to my 95 friends at Jahnavi's Heart Orphanage in India.