Wyld Stallyns!!

40 is the new 30.  Black is the new pink and leather is obviously the new suede.  This new little leather bomber of mine has treated me well.  I can wear it casually with a hoody or overtop of a dress to give me that “I’m classy but I also have a little danger in my blood” look. 

As I am ever so close to walking on my own, the theme of danger has definitely become quite the hot topic in our house.  Stairs, electrical sockets, and really anything within tiny arms reach have been blocked off or moved to a higher location.  Don’t Mom and Dad know that these dangerous items are just life lessons waiting to happen?  How will I know that pulling stuff off the table could potentially hurt me without a plate or two falling on my head?  How will I learn about electricity without sticking a knife in an electrical socket?  How would I know that the high-tech boom would eventually plummet without investing in Nortel a bit?  How would I find out if I was completely self absorbed without marrying an NBA player for a couple months?

This post is me asking, no… demanding to my parents that they let me live my life.  Sure all the love and attention is great for the first 8 months of your life… but can this really continue?  I want to spread my wings.  Dad won’t even let me borrow the car.  He has this crazy excuse about me not being able to even reach the pedals.  Baloney. 

I’ve modeled my fashion style and outlook on life based on a bit of Jo Polniaczek from The Facts of Life, a bit of the Fonz on Happy Days, a bit of Faith from Buffy, and a bit of Ted Logan from Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure.  Wyld Stallyns!!  From these influences I like the leather jackets and the attitudes of bitter, cool, really bitter, and eventually cool (except for The Lakehouse).

Leather Jacket – Joe Fresh