I’ve had the task of sprawling out all the clothes from my childhood. Clothes I haven’t worn in more than 20 years. Little Oshkosh B’gosh overalls. Shirts with Mickey Mouse or Bart Simpson. A large number of polo shirts and shirts related to the following sports teams: The Yankees, Raiders, or Cowboys. I shrug about the Cowboys/Raiders; I assume that they were good back in the 90s. Weren’t the Raiders in a totally different city?

I continued to look at the sea of clothes and gawk at the color arrangements. There was a lot of neon pinks (worn by my sister mind you), but there were these shades of green, purple, and yellow that just shouted 90s. The patterns, the shapes used, and the cut made me want to laugh. I felt like I was watching Blossom on television.

My mother then pulls out her acid wash jeans.

Now my parents had a very “adult” sense of clothing choices. I never expected my mother to be the one to purchase fad-like clothing, but I guess it was true that everyone did own at least one pair of acid wash jeans.

I don’t buy my clothes at places like Abercrombie, or Hollister because I don’t think that a) I’m fit enough and b) I’m white enough (don’t get me started on B). That does allow me to have a less trendy approach in my clothes. Someone could also try to explain to me that me being a Virgo makes me pick less trendy clothes, but I probably won’t absorb what you just told me.

I fear that in 10 years, I will look at my closet and go: “I can’t believe this weird combination of blues and browns.” Will my fashion sense become timeless, or am I going to be following the same trends?