Magazine Stashes Forever

When I was a teenager, my mother gave me a copy of a teenage fashion magazine. I can’t recall what it was called; it’s one that doesn’t exist anymore (YM? Teen Vogue?). In hindsight, I know that she must have been given it to me because my fashion choices at the time needed some. . . help. (My favorite outfit at the time, where I lived in the woods of New Hampshire, was a pair of black stirrup pants (God love the 80’s) and a pale pink flannel shirt with pandas on it.) Awwww yeah! Doesn’t that scream fashion to you?

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