First of all, it’s real. And it’s almost worse than photo I’ve ever seen of JonBenet Ramsey.

Second, I think I wore Love’s Baby Soft.


Third, apparently no one worried about anything in the 70’s. Maybe because there was no internet. The internet ruined everything. Before we had computers and cell phones, there was the arcade, the record store and sneaking into R rated movies. There was a thing called “we’re going out riding bikes and I don’t know when we’ll be back.” Some cars didn’t even have seat belts. Either did school buses. Stop reading this right now and go outside and play frisbee in the middle of the street like the 10-year-old you once were. Spray some super toxic bug spray on yourself—you might need it. What’s the worst that can happen?

Written by Anne Clendening
Anne Clendening was born and raised in L.A. She's a yoga teacher, a writer and occasionally slings cocktails in a Hollywood bar. She could eat chocolate cake for every meal of the day. She has a huge fear of heights and flying. And fire. She wishes she could speak French, play her guitar better and make cannoli. She's probably listening to The Dark Side Of The Moon right now, kickin’ it with her boxer dog and her hot Australian husband ★