Check out what they told me. Brian Pirman from De Pere said he was in fifth or sixth grade back in He liked the look and asked his mom if she could sew rings around the bottom of his bell-bottoms before school started.
Two rings at the bottom of each pant leg. It looked really cool. Attending Baird School, I was on the moon that first day of school. Thanks, Mom!
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It's been going on for quite some time now, without me knowing it. I've found that growing up can mean a lot of things. For me, it doesn't mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love. It means I've just added more things to my list. Like for example, I'm still beyond obsessed with the winter season and I still start putting up strings of lights in September.
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It brings me back to the days of trying to get a close parking spot at school, trying to get noticed by soccer players, and trying to figure out how to avoid doing or saying anything uncool, and wishing every minute of every day that one day maybe I'd get a chance to win a Grammy. Or something crazy and out of reach like that. I love the freedom of living alone, but I also love things that make me feel seven again.
Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and a chocolate milkshake and your mom. I love picking up a cookbook and closing my eyes and opening it to a random page, then attempting to make that recipe.