There’s a peeping tomboy. Take yourselves to the county line by the river. View an endless blue sky. Dance to Chopin. It’s a happy house indeed.

Cowls, funnels and shawl necks. Chinos and track bottoms. Saving our nickels. Counting all our dimes. Then hickory glows, ’cause hickory knows.

Urban city backdrop. Retro vintage appeal. Tiger, tiger. Drop that bottle top. Come on, Stella! I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.

Boys will be girls. The birds and bees they hum along. Like treasures they twinkle in the sun. You free your mind in your androgyny.

Marbled stains. Starburst wrinkles. Long back ribbed hemline. Motorcycle patchwork. Low drop crotch. The details are not the details. They make the design.

Back to school jitters. Varsity, Letterman and Coach. Snapbacks, Beanies and Scarves. Rugby and Soccer. Gooooooaaalll!