Wednesday, March 16, 2011
i loved that red sweatshirt.
In high school I went through a typical "phase." I died my hair dark (then multiple other colors, such as really red, blue, and purple), I started wearing more black & went to see bands play, and my dad at one point questioned me about drug use (haha... nope!) I'd always been such a straight arrow that it was kind of nice to be questioned like a rebel.
It was Matt's least favorite time of our HS relationship, that much I know for sure. He did at one point have a mullet and quite the belt buckle collection though :)
Not sure why I thought of this tonight. Probably because I took myself on a date to Provo a couple weekend's ago, and while I was getting take-out dumplings from Rooster, I passed a crowd of hipsters waiting to go into a live show. I had a hard time feeling like I'd fit in now (especially since it was like 9 and I was exhausted... and I'm knocked up... and I don't listen to cool music very often.) But at least I knew that at one point in my life, I would have totally fit in. I mean, did you see the black choker necklace? I wore that sucker like I'd lose my head if it came off. (green ribbon story anyone?)