I was chatting with a PG (Preppy Girl, for future reference) the other day who lives in the East Village. She said that she stuck out like a sore thumb in a sea of its residents, and that it's funny how things have really reversed. It used to be such a standard to be conservative and polished. Now the hipsters far outnumber the preppies.
I was speaking with a good friend and a fellow PG who also happens to be a former boss of mine. She was trying to explain me to her colleagues (who read this) by telling them that I grew up in a high-fashion household and how I went against the family standard with my excess of hair bows and cableknit.
Which got me to thinking...
Am I the accidental rebel?
remember that time we were walking down the street in matching arglye sweaters, and were told how posh and fashionable we were. GOD I love those little diamonds.
ReplyDeleteTeddi! I think you are fabulous! I love all your Lilly photos on FBook and the name of your blog is HILARIOUS. Am I the East Village PG girl?! Whoo hooo!
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Christine
When I saw PG, i thought you were talking about me.
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CJM, OF COURSE I was talking about you! Loved seeing you last night.
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