Grape bubblegum...the cologne of elementary school.
I became an entrepreneur and a lady's man at an early age. It started with the mother of all bubble blowing contests and a strong gust of wind that blew my unruly hair in every direction. The result was a glorious mess; giant wads of gum stuck in my blonde curls. After the initial shocked gasp from everyone around me, I soon became the most popular kid on the playground. I knew my mother would have a meltdown when I got home but felt I should make the most of the situation while I could. In exchange for a kiss, I let the girls play hairdresser with my purple hair gel for the rest of recess.
Grape bubblegum...the taste of lippy sweetness.
Created: May 13, 2017stephieb Document Media