My aunt and I used to sing this song all the time, by her pool in 90's Scottsdale before the status obsessed took over. When our chalk drawings were still on the driveway and 90210 was playing in the living room. Before the dangers of sun exposure and wrinkles and quarter life crisis'. Blue Kool-Aid in plastic tumblers and scrunched socks. Floral rompers and a long braid falling down my back. Rollerblades and the bruised knees that loved them. And waiting for your favorite music video...
And even now after the hair has been cut, whether out of rebellion or suffocation. After the Kool-Aid, now replaced with Smart Water, filtered water, vaporized water. After the VJ's and crop tops. After the chalk and the summers...
The song remains the same.
1 comment:
great post! total time machine moment. Thanks.
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