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She used it just a few times, wearing it on her wrist (the other favored place to them), in her hair, and once on the dog’s leg.Then I started hearing talk of VSCO Girls.“What the heck is a disco girl?” I asked her.She rolled her eyes. Like nobody else burps.Anyhoo, I bought her a scrunchie and I snickered the whole time. It’s intended to hold hair in a ponytail.When I was finished snickering, I said, “I just threw a bunch away a couple years ago.”“They were dry-rotted, for one, and I haven’t worn a scrunchie since the nineteen nineties.”“Better than the regular, smelly kind of rot.”“ Momma.” She said in the same tone she uses when I burp aloud. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it’s basically an elastic band encased in loose cloth that sort of scrunches around the band. Several months ago my daughter expressed interest in a scrunchie. Spears says she and her mother retreated to a cabin in Connecticut until it was out, spending Thanksgiving 2008 together.
Big shirts = 90s Birks = 90s. And Airpods.”I went over the list in my head. Oh, and they have Hydro Flasks. “What is a VIS-co girl?”“Someone who wears scrunchies and big shirts with little Nike shorts and Birkenstocks and a puka shell necklace.
It goes like this: Ssk-ssk-ssk. And Birks are timeless, but they were super popular in the 90s.What’s more, according to local teens and the internet, VSCO Girls make some kind of noise similar to the one I do when I’m telling the dog to stop. Hydro Flasks and Airpods…well you gotta have something new mixed in there.
A teen wearing MOM JEANS, aka high-waist jeans. Fold and roll.”She smiled at me and then strode away in her Vans (80s & 90s) and overalls (90s), ear buds tucked into her ears, a breeze blowing through her blue-green hair.While perusing Instagram I spotted an alarming post. “Hey, we used to peg our jeans in the eighties. Not a VSCO Girl, I suspect.One morning while dropping off my daughter at the corner for school, I noticed her jeans were pegged. Do you want more scrunchies?”“NO!” She said before she vanished into her teen-girl cave where she proceeded to play Twenty-One Pilots and My Chemical Romance songs on her ukulele. I’m not exactly sure what to make of that noise, but a friend told me it’s based on a photo/photo editing app called VSCO and that was the noise it made when it took a picture.“It’s expensive to be a VSCO Girl,” my daughter said, nodding sagely.“Fascinating.
That, along with my tie dye t-shirt, John Lennon sunglasses, love beads, and peace signs, completed my look in those days, which of course was old (60s) made new again (fold and roll!). I wear other brands of jeans now—501s are not cute on my middle-age figure—but the waist is forbidden to rise above my belly button.When I was in high school, my aunt gave me her blue suede poncho (fringed!). Pegged, not pegged, cut off, old, new, blue, black, tan, tie-dyed. But once my sister introduced me to Levis 501s—the waist falls just below the bellybutton, that was all I wore for years. I used to wear those jeans, too.
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