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September 3, 2013
In seventh and eighth grade I had a super-groovy white belt with solid pewter smiley-face prong-back buckle that I loved to pair, to marvelous effect, with red hip-hugger bellbottoms with white stitching that I "borrowed" from my mom. I can't imagine I ever got rid of either, given my habit of holding on to iconic items, so I suppose they still reside somewhere in her house and are crying out for me to unearth them and wear them now, 35-plus years later. (Sadly, my worn-out navy blue Converse high-tops were tossed, but I wouldn't literally wear them out now anyway.)