Apparently, I did as a child. It’s starting to look like I always wore them, actually.
It became apparent when we were at my parents’ house over Christmas. They moved last spring, and this was the first time we saw their new house. I guess some of the pictures that have always been hanging up caught my attention again, since they were in different locations.
There were several family vacations documented. In all of them, what I was wearing could hardly be considered shorts. It’s a good thing I was under 12 in all of them, but still …
I’ve been scouring through the photos I have at home and found an example taken with Minnie and my brother. It’s not quite as bad as what’s in my parents’ kitchen. But still, pretty short. How do you like that snazzy ensemble? It was terry cloth.
I guess I can almost redeem myself by the fact that my brother seems to be wearing a hand-me-down?
It’s pretty obvious that my mother let me dress myself for kindergarten in the photo on the left, huh?
That’s hilarious. My father was rather against short shorts so I don’t have any of those… but I well remember terry towelling! My issue is more with the hairdos… Mum cut my hair and even she later apologised for the butchering that went on in the name of fringes (bangs)!