Turning junior high I think I'm turning junior high I really think so

The other day I got an urge to relive the glorious years that were junior high and high school (oh my god I can't believe I just typed that), so I went for a little trip down memory lane, aka Alloy.com. Alloy and Delia's were my favorite catalogues in junior high because they were pretty much the only mail that ever came for me and they had the cutest clothes ever. One time, after months of reliably receiving the two catalogues in the mail and calling friends to discuss the new fashions immediately upon arrival ("Okay, now, the dress on page 24. Would that color work on me?") my friend Tracy got her Alloy catalogue in the mail but I didn't, and I was seriously convinced that the people at Alloy had decided I wasn't cool enough anymore and had cut me off, and I became the first person in the history of the world to call a mail-order company and literally beg them to put me back on their mailing list.


My recent nostalgic perusing led me to this dress, which I think I love. Alternatively, I think it also might look a little bit like a dish towel (it is made of french terry after all). Ooh! Let's pretend that we're all in junior high, and you're my best friend, and we both just received our Alloy catalogues and within minutes had gone through them multiple times and marked pages and circled must-haves and asked our parents for money, and I call you and say "Okay, now, the mod blue dress on page 24. What are you thinking?"