Land of Make Believe. I can remember fighting my mom all morning to allow me to wear these shorts. I was a budding tot with individual style, I kept harping and whining, until I guess my mom decided it wasn't worth the struggle. She suggested the white shirt, to balance out the shorts and to make it a little less embarrassing for her, since she was a chaperone. I think somewhere in the attic these shorts still exist, I hope so...I kind of want to find them and put them on the wall as art. Mom if your reading this can you find them, pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.