Wednesday, May 25, 2011

WWD: Way Back Wednesday - aka Tusk

STORYTIME!

When I was in fifth grade, I had just gotten glasses, was self-conscious about my nose (which was labeled "ski-slope"), was shy and nerdy. I had plenty of friends though, and for some reason recalled a particular birthday slumber party in the course of last weekend.

It was for a girl I never ended up being super close with, but we were chummy enough that she invited me to said birthday/slumber party, along with a handful of other girls. I couldn't tell you who else was there, but I do remember that there was no "fifth-grade slumber party drama." You know the kind - complete with tears, accusations of non-loyalty, or The Starting Of The Menses.

I also remember that Kelly's older sister - probably 15 at the time - was there, and for some reason she took a shine to me.
Or maybe she felt sorry for me - I don't know. What I DO remember is that she took me up to her bedroom, a dope dormer/attic type of room, and let me hang out with her.
I felt cooler than cool. She was the big sister I had never had. I vaguely recall looking at her collection of horse statues and playing Battleship with her.
I'm sure today she has no recollection of me, but the fact that she was so nice to me when - let's face it - I was a dorky little kid - has stuck with me all these years.
In honor of Way Back Wednesday, my safari-inspired dress, and my dorkitude that extended through high school when I played trumpet - YES, I SAID TRUMPET - in marching band, I present to you Fleetwood Mac's Tusk - with the USC marching band. It's a long one, but worth it.



Dress: J Crew via eBay
Shoes: J Simp  Dany's
Necklace: vintage via eBay
Earrings: World Market
Bracelets: Macy's, F21
Belt: Target
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Merci!
Shannan

4 comments:

Brassy said...

Oh my gawwwwwd! I loved this entire Fleetwood concert--I'm pretty sure I watched it a gazillion times when it first aired on VH1. I love that Lindsey still looks hawt, even when he's howling at the moon like a raving lunatic. Stevie is just so effing cool, even with a tambourine. Christine' McVie's Songbird? Please! Shivers.

And the camera permanently positioned up Mick Fleetwood's nose? I love watching him get all effing crazy. What a rat-tailed mad man.

Oh, and your dress? Just as crazy beautiful and stunning as Fleetwood Mac in all their marching band glory. Nice gams sister. Mwah back at'chya!

oomph. said...

can you say fabulosity??? i LOVE the dress. if that girl oly know how big of an impression she made on you....thank god for those people who come into our lives at just the right time.

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...love Maegan said...

oh you look fabulous ...THAT NECKLACE IS TO DIE FOR!!! sorry for yelling ;)

kris said...

I love this post. One comment about my nose by a 15-year-old boy led to reconstruction surgery about eight years later, when I was in my early 20's. I had no idea there was anything wrong with my nose. Years, many years later, I learned from my mother that he (the boy) had a major crush on me when he made that very damaging comment. Funny how some things stay with us. Lovely story.