Eric over at More Diapers has challenged me to name my worst Back to School outfit and give background details about the time. My most vivid memory confirms that Eric and I must have had the same fashion consultant – either that or were were fashion lemmings willingly falling off the abyss of bad sartorial taste. So, I humbly present to you my worst Back to School outfit.

It’s 1986, sophomore year in high school, and I’m wearing totally awesome loose-Fit Bugle Boy acid-wash jeans, pegged at the ankle with a woven brown leather belt around my 30″ 15-year-old waist. My feet are kickin’ it in a very sweet pair of dockers boat shoes with no socks. My shirt is a light pink Izod polo shirt that looks so radical against my just-spent-the-summer-at-the-beach tanned skin. I have a light cream colored sweater draped over my shoulders just for looks. My left ear has a small diamond earring that a female friend gave me after she lost the other one. My hair’s long bangs are heavily moussed and slightly feathered to the side in a pseudo surfer cut that I have to keep pushing out of my eyes. I am the man.

Although, now that I think of it, it was the only year that I didn’t have a girlfriend. Hmmmm.