Gray Tee & Puma Sneakers: Playground Rebel

Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro.

See this brick wall? It’s my old elementary school where I attended grades K-3. It’s an old abandoned relic now, and I’ve wanted to take photos there for quite awhile…

THE STORY

…Saturday I decided to stop by and give it a go; there’s a plethora of cool spots and you’ll definitely be seeing more of it in the future. This particular wall though? There’s a story behind it, thus the reason I chose it.

You know how there are some memories from childhood that are indelibly burned into your brain? Well, this is one of them. I was a mere five years old and had just begun my adventures in public school education. Of course the highlight of any five year old’s school day is recess. Since we’re talking about the early 1970’s here, the playground was one of those metal constructed death traps that we somehow all survived; perhaps that’s what made those of us in our age group such bad asses. Seriously, if you can willingly go down a metal slide that has been baking in the sun all day and melt all of the flesh off your little baby bum and fight for a spot in line to do it again…you’re a bad ass in my book.

Anyway, there was a busted up metal merry-go-round on the playground. It sat there all uneven and sad looking, but since this was the pre-lawsuit era no one bothered to remove it. We weren’t allowed to spin it, but we were permitted to sit on it and play with our dolls and whatnot. One day about ten of us were perched on it minding our own business when some rabble-rousers came running by and gave it a huge spin…and of course bolted after they did it. So there we all are, dragging our feet through the gravel (old time playgrounds were downright medieval; no cushy mulch to fall on) trying with all of our five year old might to stop it.

Lo and behold, our teacher, whom I swear to God was a harpy straight out of Greek mythology, swooped down us with all talons out. She abruptly stopped the spinning and ordered us all to line up with our backs against the aforementioned wall. I’m sure we looked like a mini firing squad line up. She then proceeded to start at one end of the line and work her way down, one by one, grabbing each of us by our shoulders and shaking us with a force that felt like a blast wave. I’m tellin’ ya, the woman was off the hook. I still remember trying to hold back the tears from the pain of my head ricocheting off that damn wall.

I suppose that was the beginning of my rebel nature; when I didn’t outright cry like the rest of my brethren in playground crime, she got angry. Me? I just stared back at her with my best five year old F-you look, even though at the time I didn’t necessarily know what an F-you look was. What I did know was that she was wrong and I was not backing down. After a few moments, much like staring down your dog, she gave up, blew her angry whistle and made us all go inside and take a nap. Another excellent pedagogical decision considering the wench had just in all likelihood given 50% of her class a concussion. Fortunately, I survived and now I’m back showing that wall who’s the boss.

THE OUTFIT

Honestly, nothing special going on here today. Just another day of me fighting the good fight, convincing women that destroyed denim is your friend no matter what your age. As usual though, when I’m wearing something super basic i.e. jeans, a gray tee and Puma sneakers, I added some killer extras. A peek of strappy bralette, a white men’s button down, and the pièce de résistance…the hand harness all work together to make a basic look a little livelier.

THE TIP

Here’s a little secret for rolling sleeves on a shirt and keeping them in place. Hair ties…pony tail bands…whatever you’d like to call them. Simply stretch a pony tail band to it’s breaking point; you know, that point where it’s still stretchy, but too stretched out to use on your hair. That step is important, otherwise you’ll cut off your arm circulation and nobody wants that. Place it over the sleeve at the point where you want the roll to be and then roll your sleeve and tuck it over and around the band. Voila! A perfectly rolled sleeve that stays in place.

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Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro.Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro. Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro.Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro. Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro.Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro. Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro.Gray tee, Puma sneakers and white button down. How to roll your sleeves like a pro.

Button down shirt: Kohl’s (Similar);  Tee: H&M (Similar);  Jeans: GAP (Similar);  Sneakers: Puma via Amazon;  Hand harness: Ettika

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13 Comments

  1. 02.20.2017 / 7:00 pm

    It is interesting, your memory of that time at school. Those are the reasons, so much has changed in the public school system, I think.
    As for the hair tie trick—my mom even told me that one!! Not that I remember to use it much, but it is a good one. It reminds me that I need to tell mom that she’s one smart cookie!!
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    • debbies
      02.20.2017 / 7:10 pm

      Your mom is fabulous, that’s for sure! While I am glad that we can no longer pound kids heads against the wall, I do wish some things were more like they used to be…

  2. 02.20.2017 / 7:02 pm

    Amazing any of us survived our childhoods! Sad that everything is so PROTECTED now. Sorta takes the edge off life, you know??

    I was more of a swingset bad-ass myself. Always going too high, higher than the top bar, high enough to jerk the end a-frame bars out of their concrete bed and render the swingset DANGEROUS. YEAH, BABY.

    Also, loved rope swings that could do double-duty as twisty swings. One time I twisted Charlie Brown (no lie, that was a kid in my neighborhood’s name) up so tight on the rope/tire swing in my backyard that he spun off, falling and breaking his arm.

    STEP BACK, PEOPLE. Just step back.

    Bettye

    • debbies
      02.20.2017 / 7:09 pm

      Damn woman! You were a total playground bad ass! Lol! I truly do wish things were more like they used to be…not because I’m old, but because I believe it gave us more character. 🙂

  3. Lilly
    02.20.2017 / 8:43 pm

    I am so, so loving your distressed jeans. I commented in a prior entry that I was still too afraid to try a pair myself. I’m getting closer and closer to taking the plunge! Love “the story” you included today-you always make me smile and think:)

  4. 02.21.2017 / 1:33 pm

    Debbie, I went to Catholic school for 9 years, and some of the nuns were mean! I knew what you m an about certain memories! I like this look on you and love destructed denim. I need to wear more jeans! I just bought some pumas and they are so cute and comfy!
    Thx for linking!!
    Jess xx

  5. 02.22.2017 / 12:19 pm

    Ohh teachers could be horrible in those days, wouldn’t be allowed nowadays, but then again lots of things we used to get up to wouldn’t be allowed now! Cute outfit, love the pumps and sleeve tip! Thanks. x Jacqui
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