Lately, I've been in a bit of a funk--and I totally wish I meant the kind of funk which makes you spontaneously grow a soul patch and develop a deep and rolling kind of voice when throwing out the word "cat" and "righteous". I mean, all I can think about when I'm attending upper div classes/mopping the floors/buying toilet paper/writing checks for bills is how I wished I was five again and ruling the school playground in my Sesame Street jumper and converse high tops. But, I have a feeling that this thirst for nostalgia doesn't just stop at me: amidst all the sophisticated suits and structured dresses on the runways, there's a smattering of whimsical pieces. The best of the bunch? Those thick and cozy and knitty a la Mr. Sock Monkey. Pull your monstrous knitted top together with red tights, thick socks and a goofy smile (and avoid tattered black tights and too much eyeliner if you want to avoid looking like a MK Olsen circa '05 clone).
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