The Inspiration that Lasted
It's true that he loved to mock Rachel Berry's fashion choices. He, the ever fashionably correct Kurt Hummel, never missed an opportunity to grimace at her most recent outfit. Even now as he shook his head sadly in the direction of her blue and green argyle sweater with a kitten on it, navy-blue pleated skirt meant for a young child, knee-high socks, and Mary-Janes, he couldn't help but sigh in disdain. He felt sorry for whatever Kindergartener had been robbed of her clothing.
But of course he wasn't clued in on one very special secret. One Rachel had only blurted out to two people, her dads. You see, in a small town like Lima, most people have known each other as far back as they can remember. Such was the same for Kurt and Rachel. They had been going to school together since Kindergarten, never friends but always aware that the other was there.
Kurt believed that Rachel had always dressed this way and, for the most part, he was correct. However, little Rachel Berry was never this way before Kindergarten. Oh no, quite the opposite in fact, she was the tomboy of their generation. A t-shirt and jeans was all she seamed to know. And then she met Kurt Hummel.
Kurt was like nothing she had ever seen before. He showed up to the first day of Kindergarten in a pink cardigan over a plain black t-shirt, a sheer pink tutu over his sparkly leggings, and boots up to his knees. Though Kurt must admit he wasn't quite the fashion talent he was today all those years ago, he was certainly on his way. And young, disheveled Rachel Berry was in awe.
So when she went home that day she proudly proclaimed to her father and her dad, "I wanna' dress like a prin'thess. You know, juss' like Kurt Hummel!" And so she bought her first pleated skirt hoping more than ever to make the same statement as Kurt Hummel. Sure, she had admitted to herself many years ago, her plan hadn't worked out great. But she did make a statement, one that was more Rachel Berry than anything else. Rachel still was in awe in Kurt, allowing her jaw to hang open just once a day. He really was very good at what he did, after all. And, really, how could she even have dreamed of living up to the marvel than is the Kurt Hummel?