I think I'm one of the few people who genuinely enjoyed high school. I loved my academics, musical theatre, the art program, everything. I even loved my teachers, save for a few.
Despite my love for high school, I never showed very much school spirit. I skipped most of the pep rallies, never attended homecoming, and wasn't exactly popular. Our class shirts were ridiculous - they said, "Tap it!" and I still don't really get what that has to do with colts. I chose to forgo the class shirts, in favor of my mom's old shirt. They had way better shirts back then!
This shirt dates back to 1976 - it has been passed down from my mom, to my older sister, to me, to my younger sister, and back to me. That is, until Tessa starts high school, in another year (so weird). We all went to Coral Springs High, and horse lovers that we are, it does seem appropriate that our mascot was the colt. As a matter of fact, my pony Shawn was the mascot for Ponytail Camp at CSHS!
I must admit, I'll be sad to let this shirt go...partially because I love the shirt, but mostly because it means Tessa is growing up, and it freaks me out! I still remember crying when she went to kindergarten.
Vintage Fedora - from my mom
Vintage CSHS shirt - from my mom
Cutoff shorts - thrifted
Bow belt - thrifted
p.s. What was your mascot?