November 15, 2013
The 90s really was everything. The music spoke of youthful rebellion. Funny fitting jeans and embraced androgyny. Bare faces and alternative apparel. I remember when I was just a kid in the late 90s, looking up to my older peers and the teenagers of my local neighborhood in the suburban valley outside of Los Angeles. I learned so much from cable tv and the Internet, two defining factors of media during this decade. News spread faster and music became more visible. MTV. The Red Hot Chili Peppers. The first rock band that I really jammed to, even though I had on idea what they were really singing about. All I knew was that I liked that long haired, brown haired guy who didn’t wear a shirt a lot and liked to jump around. Oh man, Saved By The Bell. Oh Zack Morris how I loved you in those high-waisted mom-ish jeans 🙂 WAYNE’S WORLD. I’m not worthy. Seriously. Really, if you know me, you know how much the 90s have rubbed off of me. I reference it at least 20 times a day. I love the 90s.
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