Hey you!

My husband was appalled that I yelled, "Hey, you!" to this cute woman from the back of our tractor-pulled shuttle wagon on the way into the fair. But she was standing in line and I didn't know how else to get her attention when she briefly looked my way. "'Excuse me' could have worked," my husband reminded me. He's very polite, that one.

But I'm glad I caught this teenager, who is reviving some of the looks from my own teen years in the 90s...the hippie-ish ombre baby doll dress with the plaid shirt unbuttoned over it...and are those actual combat boots? Ah, I miss my combat boots.