When I was five or six years old, I remember secretly raiding my aunt’s closet to play dress up. Her favorite decade from her youth was definitely the 70s. From bell bottoms to fringed dresses, the only thing missing from her collection was a disco ball. Really. It’s as if my aunt was best friends with Donna Summer herself, or the cast of Saturday Night Fever partied in her closet nightly. Adele Dazeem, anyone?
In all that junk of retro fashion, I always found myself drawn to her pink and gold strappy three-inch heels. I remember they hurt a lot and were quite uncomfortable. Walking in them was another story. Pain and stumbles aside, I remember having a rush of happiness. It’s as if each stride made me feel taller, prettier and more confident.
If you google the word nostalgia, it defines it as having a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations. Although, I rarely "sissy that walk" these days, every time I see another little boy playing with all the colors in the crayon box, I think back to this moment and smile. And let’s face it, with all that’s going on in our society today, it’s important to think happy thoughts and believe in fairies, right?
Do you remember the first time you started coloring outside the lines? Whether it was your first "girl toy" or your first lingerie purchase, comment below and tell us your story.
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