I lived in Seattle from 1987 to 1995, the grunge capital during the grunge era. The days before Tiffany's came to town, and when I could still rent an apartment for $500 a month (honest - and it had a view, too). So I had to get in on Grunge week.
Faded jeans, boots, plaid men's shirt over an undershirt, garage bands. And I look just like I did in 1990.
Oh denial, oh denial, oh denial, oh denial, oh denial.
It's also Third Thursday (T3) at My Closet Catalogue and A Bibliophile's Style, and the prompt this month is to let your outfit be inspired by your best or worst high school read. I can't even remember what I read in high school (it was HIGH school, man). Seriously. I remember reading Herman Hesse books, and Carlos Casteneda, and some science fiction, but I'm not sure how many of those were read for school. I do remember wearing clothes that were pretty much the same as the grunge outfit. Paleo-grunge. So I'm just dressing like high school, not like a book.
Hey, far out! I get to hit two link-ups with one outfit! I love it when that happens.
Sunday update - third link-up at Visible Monday!