Ahhhhh… going through all my boxes at my Gramma’s house a few weeks ago, I happened across a bunch of old mix tapes. Some from old boyfriends, some from my high school girl gang, some from DJ friends around the globe.
I feel mad lucky to have these remnants of pre-MP3 days – and even more lucky to have this feeling in my heart right now, listening to a few of the tracks. Man, I’m a softie!
Get ready to slow dance!
It’s like I’m 15 years old and I was just given a bottle full of rain water someone collected for me ….
The first song played on 93.9 (?) The Rock You Live On – which really did turn my world upside down.
Or cruisin’ round Honolulu, lookin’ for some Goodwill threads . . .
(listening to this album on repeat…)
High school social armor!
Ridiculously bubbly, the perfect medicine for the hormonal angsty teenie days.
Hurricane popcorn and awesome movies!
Ah Tribe … they just don’t make ’em like you anymore! I suddenly feel like watching Kung Fu movies for some reason…
And the darkness sets in (despite the glow sticks ;o))