Saturday Throwback. My college band played the Troubadour and we were surprisingly unrehearsed and really tight. I don’t miss college but I do miss my Volvo, awful light beer, wearing too many bracelets, riding my yellow schwinn all over Highland Park (before it was stolen), overusing “dope” and “rad”, ping pong at Johnny’s Bar, wearing obscure t-shirts I bought from Goodwill, skipping 8am music theory to drive all the way to Malibu to surf, friendship tattoos, running every single day and writing music every single night. In this picture I’m wearing a cropped turtleneck sweater my mom owned in 1980, and knee high socks with boots. Yikes. I was on a strict diet of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, pizza and hummus. I accidentally gave myself a haircut by catching my hair on fire sophomore year and it’s still kind of weird in places. I loved this happy, mess of a girl. Still do.