Remember when we were little girls, and we would raid our mothers' makeup bags and take over their closets in the persuit of looking "grown-up"? Little did we know, that's where it all started. You know what they say...old habits die hard. When I was little, my mom knew my style better than I did. I delegated her to shop for me and to dress me every morning. It seems that I still look to her for fashion help because this sleeveless turtleneck is a hidden treasure from my most recent trip to her closet. It's kind of funny, though. Now that my style has matured, I sometimes find her sneaking into my room and stealing my clothes! Ah, the irony.