Seventeen

I am going through some major nostalgia of all things that I coveted in childhood. My favorite though, is still Seventeen magazine. My babysitter was so awesome that she used to let me read hers and I'd stare at them for hours contemplating what it would be like to be a teenager. I had about ten years to go....but it was great to daydream. The true irony is that once I was a teenager, I just wanted to be an adult. I wanted an apartment and a car and a job, and to be 21. I really wish I would have embraced being a teen more, an maybe then I would be able to throw out my old teen magazines.