Goals.

OMG I forgot about stirrup leggings. I wore those ALL THE TIME. But you’re right: WHY? Thank you for reminding me about stirrup leggings, though.

It was the trend when I was in elementary school as well, which of course means I didn’t start wearing them the first time until junior high/high school. I’m totally on trend now though! Leggings 4 life! I just kinda figure I’ll wear whatever the hell I want and eventually it will come back into style again.

None of these seem too bad to me. :) My teen years were spent wearing jeans or leggings under hugely baggy t-shirts covered with even baggier plaid shirts. Every day. Once when my best friend traveled to “the city” (Anchorage) she asked if I wanted her to pick me up anything. Well aware that she was much more popular…

I seem to remember ours going “DARE to keep a kid off drugs, DARE to keep a kid off dope, DARE to give a kid some help, DARE to give a kid some hoooope, HELP US!” Aaaand jazz hands.

I grew up in rural Alaska and was always kind of a wholesome goody twoshoes anyway, so most of my “hangout” spots were at my friends’ houses, in my own room (by myself, with my Nintendo), or on early AOL chatrooms. The few times I actually hung out elsewhere probably took place at our teen center, where you could…

I also googled YM after posting my comment and discovered that it was founded in 1932 and until its cancellation in 2004 was the oldest girls’ magazine in the US. I don’t know how long Say Anything ran though. But yeah, that was a great magazine. Now I am consumed with nostalgia.

*siiiiiigh* Oh man, I remember the Say Anything column in YM. It was the only magazine of that sort I got as a pre-teen/teen (I remember also getting Cricket magazine which was an awesome literary mag). Hideous secondhand embarrassment while reading those. My home life was sort of in upheaval when I was that age and…

Why, thank you! *preens like a proud dog-mom*

Thank you for giving me multiple excuses to post pics of my derpy Sammy-dog.

Handsome Samson checking in, with his favorite thing (a gigantic stick)!

*when Kimmy’s trying to buy pixie stix*

In my head it’s pronounced like “eczema” so I just envision an island whose inhabitants all have skin conditions. But maybe it’s pronounced “Egg-ZOOM-ah”?

I know! I can understand why a conservative would be upset about a non-fascist in the running to be the French president and a non-conservative *gasp* WOMAN overtaking them in the ratings, but what’s the beef with flying cars? Everyone likes flying cars!

SAME. Sure, I had some angsty Livejournaling sessions in college, but that’s about it. Dodged a bullet!

In 5th grade I had a crimp perm. My mom calls my school picture from that year my “Cleopatra Picture” due to the straight-across bangs and the long, straight-but-crimped sides. It is my least favorite elementary school picture. But at the time, I thought crimping was so HIP and UNUSUAL and INTERESTING! And I had a…

Yeeeeep. I actually got chills at his smile. Glad I’m not alone!

I watch with my mom on Sundays and I was having a moment of extreme secondhand embarrassment for Eleanor because I was sure she was going off the deep end but then Michael’s face changed and she was RIGHT and I actually said, “MIND! BLOWN!!!” To be fair, we may have had a little to drink at that point. But yeah, damn,…

This should be the 150th anniversary of her birth, I believe. Unless I’m doing my math horribly, horribly wrong.

Oh man, I love that surstromming video. So gross! As for the others, yeah, I don’t get the YouTube star phenomenon. But I remember a time before the internet (I so miss Oregon Trail!) so I guess I’m not the target audience.