The Fountain of Youth: Books, not Botox!
I don’t need Botox, leg warmers, or a snappy Wham! song to make me look or feel like a kid again. All it takes to bring my childhood back in living color is a book or two from the past. Today, my husband and I were wandering around a local antique emporium when I stumbled upon a few old friends. I was delighted to see them after so many years–could it really be more than 20 years since I last visited the Wakefield twins?
I’ve seen the Sweet Valley High books making a resurgence around the blogs recently, but I wasn’t interested in the updated covers–I wanted the real deal! It was just my luck to discover two of the earliest books today. I actually owned book number 6, The New Girl, back in the 80s, but my memory of the story line is hazy at best.
So, I know you’ll excuse me as I duck out early tonight to see what’s happening with Jessica, Elizabeth, Lila Fowler and the rest of the gang!
What books are your Botox? Inquiring minds want to know!