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Posted by Colleen Shirazi, Tuesday, May 10, 2005 4:03 AM (Eastern)
I went mall-crawling recently...the title slogan was found on a tee shirt at Rave.
Had I been twenty years younger, I might have bought that shirt...and other items at Rave and Anchor Blue.
At the latter, they had lovely tee shirts printed with Cheech and Chong, Bruce Lee, Che Guevara, and Marilyn Monroe. Here I would definitely have sprung for Marilyn Monroe (they had about five different designs; the best was genuinely stunning, on a black shirt) and Cheech and Chong.
Sigh! Normally I don't fret about getting old, but I can admit I felt a slight twinge. I really am too old for this stuff. They had great cheap jeans at these teen-targeted stores, cheap cropped denim jackets in the back of the store...fuzzy white slippers with a red lips design on them...all sorts of things really.
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