Remember when there used to be all those magazine quizzes talking about "who is your tv personality?"
I was watching The Wonder Years (Yay Netflix!) and the oldest girl, I think her name is Karen, was a free wildchild that reminded me of me. She disappeared often, yelled at her parents about being close-minded, and dated a lot of men and dressed just like a hippie. I thought I'm like a Black "Karen", then I realized that would be Denise on the Cosby Show.
Growing up, I acted just like her, but also wanted to be just like her. (Just now realizing that I'm older than her now...sad day) I wanted to go Hillman, so I went to as close to the campus as I could. I wanted Dwayne Wayne to be my friend (uhhh have you ever seen pictures of my ex?). I wanted to have a big family, be a crazy fashion forward dresser, paint half my face, but not the other half. I wanted to go to Africa, meet a military man, and get married on a hill with goat herders, and a ring of flowers in my hair. (Instead, I went to Honduras for Peace Corps, met a military man, and will still definitely do that marriage thing.) I went natural for Denise, wanted curls like Denise, went bohemian for Denise.
The only difference was I was definitely not dropping out of college, but like her I had so many interests beyond college that sometimes, I felt like I was zigzagging back and forth.
Here's to you Denise! Still trying to be like you! So fly.
I was watching The Wonder Years (Yay Netflix!) and the oldest girl, I think her name is Karen, was a free wildchild that reminded me of me. She disappeared often, yelled at her parents about being close-minded, and dated a lot of men and dressed just like a hippie. I thought I'm like a Black "Karen", then I realized that would be Denise on the Cosby Show.
Growing up, I acted just like her, but also wanted to be just like her. (Just now realizing that I'm older than her now...sad day) I wanted to go Hillman, so I went to as close to the campus as I could. I wanted Dwayne Wayne to be my friend (uhhh have you ever seen pictures of my ex?). I wanted to have a big family, be a crazy fashion forward dresser, paint half my face, but not the other half. I wanted to go to Africa, meet a military man, and get married on a hill with goat herders, and a ring of flowers in my hair. (Instead, I went to Honduras for Peace Corps, met a military man, and will still definitely do that marriage thing.) I went natural for Denise, wanted curls like Denise, went bohemian for Denise.
The only difference was I was definitely not dropping out of college, but like her I had so many interests beyond college that sometimes, I felt like I was zigzagging back and forth.
Here's to you Denise! Still trying to be like you! So fly.
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