There's nothing like nachas. And there's nothing like feeling nachas when you're only twenty years old. And there's nothing to make you feel older than feeling nachas when you're only twenty years old. But how else do you describe the feeling of seeing a girl, whose three year birthday you remember celebrating, and realizing that she is a serious fashion contender? And also realizing that it's ten years later, and you are no longer a teen, and SHE IS.Polka dotted shirt, a ball cap(and it is hard to wear one of those and look good!), and converse shoes? I wish I had looked like this at thirteen! (What was I thinking back then? Note to Self: Remember to burn pictures.).
A closer look at those suitably worn Converse:
9 comments:
What? No report of the game? Who cares about fashion when there's ball to be played?
didn't go to the game...(ducks).
Dang, did I just break the window behind you? Nu nu. Anyway, how'd you get the picture if you didn't attend the game?
if i wasn't sitting in a windowless room right now, that would've been extremely amusing.
and havent you ever heard of a tailgate party?
Oh yeah, sure, like I was supposed to know where you were sitting.
And you went tailgated without watching the ballgame? That's like having a hotdog without mustard! That reminds me...was the food good at least?
cmon, dude! you gotta learn how to use your psychic powers better!
as for the food...i'm sure it was great, but all i had was the free popcorn! i was there for the music and the people.
All you had was the free popcorn? Cheap Jew. Which music? Which people?
music was "the ferris wheels", the people were jewish people; what more do you need to know?
go ferriswheels!! my dad rocks!!
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