Fashion Rewind: Ferris Bueller’s Day Off

Every spring around this time, I feel the urge to cut class. To break free and bust loose on the city. Never mind that I’ve been out of school for awhile now — I still get this urge. If I were in school, I would have a boyfriend who would pretend there was a death in the family, dress up like my dad and pick me up in a choice car. Then we would kiss passionately in front of Mr. Rooney before gallivanting around downtown Chicago. I would be Sloane Peterson, but instead of my 1980s fringe jacket I’d trade it in for a military inspired jacket because it is 2010 after all.