Generation ‘Car Window Music Video’-ers.

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My thoughts took a nostalgic turn last week as I stumbled across Eli GarMont’s confession that he was a fully inaugurated member of the Spice Boy patrol over the era that Girl Power reigned supreme. This prompted my mourning over the nineties soundtrack that accompanied my early years. It did indeed include the Spice Girls, Take That and the Backstreet Boys, but it also featured the dulcet tones of Radiohead, Oasis and Blur once I’d begun to strive for elements of self conscious cool in my early teens.

This lead me to lament the loss of the days where I would sit in the backseat of my parents’ car, headphones in my ears, watching the rushing world go by as backdrop to my faint reflection in the window. I would pretend I was the latest Radio One flavour of the month and this was my music video.

In adulthood I have kept these make believe moments a shameful secret, until I confessed it to the boy and realised that perhaps we were all an MTV generation of music video pretenders. Not only did he also like to fantasize of fame whilst he window gazed, but he caught a friend doing the same on the train to a Limp Bizkit gig. We are all music stars at heart.

Day 56.

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It is with Throwback Thursday in mind that I have found today’s smile. The first camera I ever jauntily swung round my neck wasn’t a vintage Pentax or an 80s Polaroid, it was this plastic point and shoot from Fisher Price, and I was snap happy from the age of two. Evidently I was also rocking the skater skirt some twenty years ago. For those of you who’ve ever had my a lens of mine shoved in your face, it all stemmed from this moment… and you might just feature next Thursday. Advanced apologies issued herewith. #100happydays #day56 #tbt