My forever sweetheart. You never missed a football game. The shuffle of pom poms still palpable. Slow dances to fast cars and endless milkshakes… (yes I grew up in a small town) What we remember forever are those high school days.
Stacks on both wrists are my day to day. And there’s no better stack than a KJP stack
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Both Men’s & Women’s are covet-worthy
Nothing is more swoon-worthy than when a couple, so in-sync matches by default
Ladies & gentlemen: my parents in 1979. I die.
I also want that sweater.
Kent & Curwen is a jewel of British menswear reborn for the 21st century.
Oh and they completely stole my heart.
There’s no comfort greater than that of the varsity letterman sweater.
The confidence of strategic athleticism with the unshakable moxie as a class-leader, a role model, hell- an ICON.
You draped it over your shoulders at the bonfires. He gave you his ring. It was official you were going steady.
What was the best part? The Letterman jacket, of course!
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Stomp your feet.
To the alma mater we all know, love, and will never get out of our heads.
The halls open as if by magic pull the crowd splits as you approach. Your elegant strut down the hall attracts gazes by the handful. Your favorite book in one arm and your BFF on the other of course you rule the school in your colorful
It goes without saying a go-to slip-on is none other than Stubbs & Wootton
A multi-colored handbag to store those love notes, endless packs of bubble gum & of course a sharpened #2 pencil.
Oh and…. it’s Hermès,?! Honey yes please.
Its been to my utmost indulgent that Riverdale has taken it back to the days that I yearn for.
Milkshakes and Pop’s… okay, my high school years were basically a 90’s teen movie.
House parties, milkshakes and 1 coffee house in town… but it was everything.
but the nostalgic-scholarly fashion…. is where I covet the most…
The perk of being a grander age than school days are the cocktails.
If you’re in NYC kick one back with the best of ’em at these bars…
“Just because we read write and ‘frat’ernize doesn’t mean we can toast with the best of them”
From team cheers & chants, hallway gossip & endless weekend drives…the golden years will always hold a place in our heart. And we will live in the nostalgia embedded in our wardrobe
Meet me at the bleachers, 3’o clock, don’t be late. xx