Embrace Your Awkward
A story of many looks, from someone who never fit in.
My teenage awkward stage lasted a decade.
At age 10, I made my Mom make me a turquoise poncho, which I wore with a beret. I started dyeing my golden blond hair red with henna.
At 12, I was shopping with my Mom when I saw some fun, yellow fabric. I asked her to make a pair of wide-legged…