Ah, the eighth grade, such an awkward time, especially when it's right in the middle of the British Invasion. I mean, who could compete with Twiggy?
Still, my school picture shows my attempt to do my part to fit in by wearing my navy blue Poorboy and my Yardley Lip Slicker!
Why is it that 13-year-old girls don't have to go through that awkward stage anymore? No fair!