Nostalgia...

Let's talk about nostalgia. Over the past few weeks I've gone to my high school reunion, fallen in love with The Maxx retropub, re-visited some of my favorite 80's films, and seen the nostalgia laden "Easy A" and it got me thinking.

I remember thinking when I graduated that I'd be going back for my 10 year reunion with an awesome job, hot hubby and bitchin' body. Instead I went with an awesome haircut, hot shoes and a love for all things vodka.

But... despite my inability to pull a Romy and Michelle the reunion was fun. It was as if we all lost the stresses and insecurities of high school and could all have fun together.

It was stark contrast to this past weekend when I took my kid sisters to see the Breakfast Club up on the big screen at Circle Cinema. The girls (15 and 17) are each at those ages where they're desperate to be cool, fit in, blend in, stand out... so watching them meet the Breakfast Club on screen and find fictional kids dealing with the same crap they do was pretty awesome.

By the way I'm the Princess of my Breakfast Club. Just currently the princess plus 50 pounds.

Then watching Easy A today... about a girl lying about sleeping around to help misfits of her high school fit in and the shenanigans... made me wonder: How much of our quests for fitness and weight loss are really just us trying to recapture our youth?

Now that I've posed that Carrie Bradshaw question... I'll leave you to ponder.

Also this: What does it take for this princess to find her boombox holding, lawn mower riding, fist pumping amalgam of 80's romantic leads to woo me?