The Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam Clique

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

I was going to call this look “Grungey Del Rey” but decided against it.

Grunge glam

Kodak moment coming up. Need my phone!

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

This guy wanted to be in the shoot.

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Stranger selfie!

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Forget twerking, it’s all about the twirl. #twirlnottwerk

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Print mixing.

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Technically, it would make more sense to wear black shoes, but I really liked the lightness and the shape of these tan ones.

Preppy Rocker Grunge Glam | StyleLogical

Nothing about this outfit really goes together. Admittedly, I was self conscious getting out of the car, but it works. It reminds me of my middle school days (shout out to everyone who knew me back then!). I would wear the craziest things to school–ombre pink glitter pants, a mesh shirt with flames, a white leather studded pant suit–whatever weird early 2000’s trend you can imagine. Although I hung out mostly with the Honors nerds, I didn’t dress by what “clique” I was in, and I never stuck to one style. I could be grungey and un-showered one day, a studded rocker another day, preppy and girly the next, or even glamourous in those pink ombre pants. Haha.

In fact, I’ve had this shirt and this jacket since those middle school days. To put that in perspective, I graduated college three years ago. I think I’ve worn the shirt about 1,000 times over the years, and the jacket only a handful of times. I just stare at it in my closet–it reminds me of Michael Jackson and the bomber style doesn’t accentuate curves very well. But I love it. And I do love Michael Jackson. I used to be an avid moonwalker and I named one of my first dogs Billie Jean. Again, that was all in middle school.

Before I depart, let me just say that I’m proud of myself for avoiding Nirvana jokes or puns in this post. Grunge and plaid does not equal Nirvana’s “Smells Like Teen Spirit.” Also, I hope you guys don’t think I peaked in middle school.

Vintage 1980 Black Sabbath concert tee / 2000’s Le Chateau jacket / Keep Calm iPhone case / thrifted Forever 21 plaid skirt (how cheap is that?) / Vince Camuto heels / hair styled at Karalee’s wedding

Photos by Sarah Kyle

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