of course, you know that this has sidetracked me throughout most of my adolescence and early adulthood as i fawned relentlessly over a string of boys in bands. they were dirty and silly and often pretty dumb but oh damn were they cute. so fucking cute. and so many nights i spent checking out this certain flavor of eye candy as they stood alone at shows--brooding solitary boys are even better!--with their funny wallet chains and camel lights. in fact, my boy and i were both at a fugazi show in hartford in 1993. that was five years before we officially met, though. but it was a good show.
to this day i can't help myself when i see a boy with glasses, sideburns and a blue, short-sleeved button down shirt and oversized pants on his skinny butt. and if he's wearing headphones... well, my heart just skips a beat.
xoxo, me (l.)
(photo credit: john falls)
Wednesday, December 8, 1999
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