i occasionally mention the flannel wearing lesbians who taught me some of my fashion sense in college.

the rest of my fashion sense? straight from my father. taught at an early age. (if one wasn't meant to wear toaster covers as hats, they wouldn't fit over your head. and they wouldn't come in matching father/daughter pairs. that's my theory, and i'm sticking to it.)

(this is one of my favorite pictures of me and my dad.)