My mom's a good one for not remembering the whole story from when I was growing up...as in, whatsoever. She does remember bits and pieces of random stuff though, which is pretty cool. She told Kurt I thought I was a princess growing up because I had a poster of it on my wall that said "I am the princess." I don't deny this blanket statement...and I won't say that still isn't the case either. lol. I was like, "What poster?" I started shuffling through my memoirs of the pink paradise....hmmm...I remember my Marky Mark poster, my Bon Jovi poster, my Ryne Sandberg poster, a pretty kickass flute poster (shut it)............ my Nike ad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She confirmed it was the Nike ad. Hells yeah. That thing hung on my wall FOREVER. I found it online today and it's still as awesome today as it was then!
It was like a 20-page ad from a magazine (prob YM or Seventeen) that had a couple of sentences on each page with a picture. I had it hanging on my wall by a tack for YEARS and YEARS. You know in high school/early college a year is like ten years. So yeah, I can't remember the pink paradise being without that Nike ad or my teenline. Some of you know the #.
Of course, I'll share the ad. I was pretty pumped to find it online. I still LOVE IT. ha...
"You were born a daughter. You looked up to your mother. You looked up to your father. You looked up at everyone. You wanted to be a princess. You thought you were a princess. You wanted to own a horse. You wanted to be a horse. You wanted your brother to be a horse. You wanted to wear pink. You never wanted to wear pink. You wanted to be a Veterinarian. You wanted to be President. You wanted to be the President's Veterinarian. You were picked last for the team. You were the best one on the team. You refused to be on the team. You wanted to be good in algebra. You hid during algebra. You wanted the boys to notice you. You were afraid the boys would notice you. You started to get acne. You started to get breasts. You started to get acne that was bigger than your breasts. You wouldn't wear a bra. You couldn't wait to wear a bra. You couldn't fit into a bra. You didn't like the way you looked. You didn't like the way your parents looked. You didn't want to grow up. You had your first best friend. You had your first date. You had your second best friend. You had your second first date. You spent hours on the telephone. You got kissed. You got to kiss back. You went to the prom. You didn't go to the prom. You went to the prom with the wrong person. You spent hours on the telephone. You fell in love. You fell in love. You fell in love. You lost your best friend. You lost your other best friend. You really fell in love. You became a steady girlfriend. You became a significant other. YOU BECAME SIGNIFICANT TO YOURSELF. Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it's time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete. Because you know it's never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one. JUST DO IT."
