anordinarygirl
anordinarygirl
anordinarygirl

When I worked in a warehouse my quilted flannel top shirt was part of my daily uniform. Man, I loved that shirt.

When I started wearing vintage in Eighth Grade, I brought home some beautiful 1930s rayon floaty print dresses that I was really proud of having found, and my mother pitched a fit. She said these were not the cool dresses I insisted they were, but things that, if your hillbilly cousin showed up wearing on a visit to

I also have happy associations of the denim skirt I sewed in junior high (mine was a wrap, knee length). But I would say that the fact of the seventies saved us all from creepy religious associations. When I made that skirt, gunne sax dresses were in. The older girls were dressing like Little House on the Prairie with

I truly hope fashion completely falls apart. Between selling Minor Threat and Crass shirts at Urban Outfitters, this skirt-based atrocity, and the far more sinister mullet resurgence, I feel like fashion as a professional industry has to die.

You will look like a walking rectangle looking for lost friends to sit with at lunch in bad 80's movie. 

You guys are all wrong. This one from Gap is legit good, and no damn ruffles. I would have bought one, except I can’t deal with the acid wash, but that probably doesn’t have the heinous associations for you young’uns

The second one makes me think of the Duggar girls and the modern misogynistic dress rules.

All the ones I see are of the Big Love variety and use the word modesty in the description...

Chambray all day. 

In the late 1980s, I wore an above-the-knee demin skirt with a hot-pink turtleneck and suntan pantyhose!

Mid-length denim skirts are the daily staple of the Pentecostal women who work at my company. They are never okay and I would bet my life savings they’ll be gone from those catalogs in a hot minute.

I had one of these ugly skirts in college - if memory serves I wore it with brown platform boots and sometimes a fake rabbit fur vest from Express.

Denim skirts are for E*-girls.

Step 1: Be Dolly Parton.

I recently saw a denim midi in the Banana republic outlet and I went off on a tangent about my 90s corduroy skirt that had NO slit. I had to walk around school all day like a penguin. My husband wasn’t impressed with my demonstrative penguin walk all around the outlet store, but I was truly transported back in time.

We have Amish people come down to Indianapolis to the malls, or when they sell produce, etc at farmer’s markets and the women wear them sometimes. I’m sure because they’re long and cover a lot of skin.

Is that first photo from 1985? What in God’s name is happening? We wore this shit back then and it looked like Hell then.  We just didn’t realize it. 

I don’t even recall the last time I wore one, maybe the late 90's to early 2000's? I remember it being all the rage in the 90's, that and skorts haha.

Those look really stupid. Like the mutant, attic dwelling brother of Capri pants.

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