Next week marks my 20th anniversary of my coming of age… I can see your brains frantically calculating my age now 🙂 Please be kind and remember that here in Germany, we only need to wait 18 years until we are legally allowed to do everything legal! Anyways, I was a teenager in the 1990s, and as much as my concept of a possible future was rather vague, I had my mind set very straight on a couple of things. I remembered this when I went out for some unexpected retail therapy with my beloved Ana the other day and purchased an item that I SWORE to myself in the 90s I would never ever wear. Since then, I have been trying to remember the things I was pretty certain of in the 90s and seeing what the outcome is.
So here it goes: Back in the 90s, I swore to myself….
- …that I would never ever wear skinny jeans. Not even straight leg jeans, really. I was going to stick to my flared jeans forEVER! I kept this promise for 20 years. I gave in to straight leg jeans because for quite some time there was no way to get flared jeans anywhere. But last week, I complained to Ana how I cannot find any jeans and that those skinny jeans never fit me – not because my posterior is too big, it is my ankles and calves! I would say now I must have fat ankles, but I prefer to go with “I am too toned” hahaha. Anas face lit up and she proceeded to drag me to a store I always avoid because it does not seem very appealing. She confidently grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans, ushered me to the dressing rooms and told me to put them on. What can I say: they suit me, they really do! And the make a very nice silhouette! Needless to say, I bought them, and am very happy with them (so is Mr. Betterhalf btw.)!
- …that any hole in my jeans would have to be earned – through dancing, falling, climbing, whatever! No, no, NO! pre-tailored rips and holes! Well, I have been successful with creating my own jeans-holes. But now, those skinny jeans I mentioned above, have pre-tailored holes in them at the knees. So basically, I paid money for pants with holes in them! Teenage me would be outraged!
- …that I would never stop loving the music of “The Doors”. I still love The Doors. And Janis and everything along that line.
- …that I would never stop admiring Jim Morrison. Oh, I was so in love with Jim. I read his biography back in the 90s and was so fascinated by how lost he was and how he struggled. I read his biography again two years ago and here is my insight: Jim Morrison was a drunkard and an impolite idiot. Sometimes it hurts to get older! Plus, I still wonder how I could not notice the horrible translation of the book back in the 90s. Terrible!
- …that I would still hang out with most of my friends from the 90s. I don’t, and for the most parts, I think that’s ok. I have a few friends from back then that are still a huge part of my life. Others are not, and that’s how life goes!
- …that I would never get married. I have been successful with this so far, but marriage does not seem THAT scary to me any more… just a little bit 😀
- …that I would never drink shots of Jenever again. And with this goes the promise that I would never vomit from alcohol ever again. Nailed it!
- …that I would go to San Francisco some day… you guessed it… with a flower in my hair! I still have not been to the US, mostly because I am really not fond of flying. Flying in Europe is easy, because flights are rarely longer than 3 hours. And there are other places I would prefer to go before going to SF!
- …that I would not cut my hair and end up as a grey and long-haired granny! I broke that promise and did cut my hair but it has been growing for a while now. Granted that I have a few more decades, I shall be that granny!
So, what were your promises to yourself when you were teenagers? Did life turn out as you expected? The funny thing is, I never had any specific expectations. Maybe I was too realistic at the time, or maybe I am still a dreamer! The things I swore to myself throughout my adulthood have become less but much more profound. This will be a topic for a different post. For now, enjoy your weekend!
Yours truly, madly, deeply!