We found our softball jersey (smelly), our sparkly unicorn diary (embarrassing), our old notes (the precursor to texting), and of course our yearbooks.
Naturally we had to page through all of them and remind ourselves of the horrors of mid-90s fashion. At the time we felt so on-the-cusp in our fashion statements. But one look at our senior pic revealed the truth: 90210 led us terribly astray! Frosted jeans? Spiral perms? Body suits? Obviously poor choices.
Two glasses of wine and a lot of laughs later, we closed up the trunk and secretly thought about how thankful we were that what we don today is sure to look timeless in twenty years (yeah, right).
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