It’s true. You can take the Girl out of Greenwich Village, but you can’t take Greenwich Village out of the Girl. While I don’t think growing up across the street from Washington Square Park in the 60s makes my childhood more meaningful than others, it might just make it a bit more unique. As in home movies of my sisters and me scampering around hippies at a Be-In. Or protesting girls not having sports teams in elementary school. Babysitting money went far in those days, as we wandered the neighborhood in search of posters, beads, candles and pizza. We even learned how to order and tip like grown-ups at the crepe shops and coffee bars. And yes, the perfect OOTD was a must, starting with your jeans. So this a long lead-up to saying this look brought back a lot of memories, while feeling very fun and now. And very me.