I had a same-shit-different-millennium moment this afternoon after church, all I needed was for my dirty old bomber to be Osh Kosh, my lace-ups to turn into slip-ons, all my piercings to disappear and my pencil case clutch (DIY'd last week) to shrink a few sizes, et voila 1995 again.. picturing my 6 year old self doing every variation of the butterfly I knew to the song below
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