Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Frosted Youth

Scene 1: A whitewashed teenage bedroom, sunlight creating shapes on an ashen wood floor, and the Beach Boys playing on a vintage plug in record player....

Can you picture it?

I'm in the mood for a full-bottomed retro swimsuit, pale frosty lips, and squirting some lemon juice in my hair for streaky summer highlights.

A bright red lollipop and a few years subtracted from my date of birth, might be nice, too.

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