The Wind Beneath My...

In high school, my friend Kate used to tell me, "You can never be too rich, too thin, or too windblown." Being sixteen and less rich/ less thin/ less
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In high school, my friend Kate used to tell me, "You can never be too rich, too thin, or too windblown." Being sixteen and less rich/ less thin/ less
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In high school, my friend Kate used to tell me, "You can never be too rich, too thin, or too windblown." Being sixteen and less rich/ less thin/ less tousled than Kate, I took her at her word until my freshman year of college. Then I realized you could definitely be too rich - some of the girls in my hall were so spoiled, they really did want a Starbucks in their kitchen. You could also be too thin - the girl next door to me was sent home with an eating disorder; she was beautiful until she started starving (and puking, yuck). As for the windblown thing, I imagine it now that I see the pics from Melbourne's Fashion Festival. This girl is supposed to be walking down a runway for Christensen Copenhagen, but gale-force gusts and beachy hair are a hard combination. Still, I almost wish the wind was on purpose - this scene is like a McQueen show without all the fuss, and just enough drama to highlight the clothes. See how her hair matches the print?