As young girls, I think most of us grew up idolizing the bike-riding, slumber party-hosting teenage girl clans of Now & Then and The Babysitters Club, who symbolized the independence we aspired to obtain or the adventures we someday knew we’d take.
I remember fawning over that innocent self-autonomy, but also taking it to the next level as a little gal (nut) who was so excited for freedom and womanhood in the big city. I vividly remember imagining the year when I could put on dinner parties with extravagant meal options, fruity drinks, magical music and a beautiful skyline as the backdrop to my fashionable meandering guests. That was all fine and well, and very ambitious for a little thing, but highly unlikely and in no way feasible at that time.