"Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there/Laughing so loud so all the little people stare/Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne/Drop a name/What happened to the dreams of a girl president?/She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent/They travel in packs of two or three/With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees/Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?/Oh where, oh where could they be?" sings Pink in her song titled "Stupid Girls". What the song should have been called, though, is "LA Girls". I was born in Los Angeles in a small house on a hill and from the back porch, you could see the Hollywood sign. Soon thereafter though, my family relocated to the East Coast, stopping briefly in Massachusetts, moving from town to town in Connectictut, until finally settling in Redding, CT. Redding, CT is a small enough town that my high school was combined with the town next to us, so there would be enough students. There are multiple farms and state parks in Redding, but only two restaurants and a town center consisting of the post office and church. Having grown up in a small, quiet, and slow Northeastern town, I grew up with certain values, such as the importance of family, hard work will get you wherever you need to go, and being educated and informed is of the utmost importance. Combining my love for fashion and writing, I plan to be an editor of a magazine one day, so when it came to deciding where to go to college, Los Angeles or New York were the obvious choices. Considering how much I despise cold weather, LA won. My first year in LA has been nothing short of amazing, but what has most amazed me, is the attitudes and lifestyles of the girls I've met who grew up in LA. What I've learned about girls who grew up in LA makes me so thankful my parents decided to uproot and raise my brothers and I somewhere else before it was too late.
"Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there/Laughing so loud so all the little people stare/Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne/Drop a name/What happened to the dreams of a girl president?/She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent/They travel in packs of two or three/With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees/Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?/Oh where, oh where could they be?" sings Pink in her song titled "Stupid Girls". What the song should have been called, though, is "LA Girls". I was born in Los Angeles in a small house on a hill and from the back porch, you could see the Hollywood sign. Soon thereafter though, my family relocated to the East Coast, stopping briefly in Massachusetts, moving from town to town in Connectictut, until finally settling in Redding, CT. Redding, CT is a small enough town that my high school was combined with the town next to us, so there would be enough students. There are multiple farms and state parks in Redding, but only two restaurants and a town center consisting of the post office and church. Having grown up in a small, quiet, and slow Northeastern town, I grew up with certain values, such as the importance of family, hard work will get you wherever you need to go, and being educated and informed is of the utmost importance. Combining my love for fashion and writing, I plan to be an editor of a magazine one day, so when it came to deciding where to go to college, Los Angeles or New York were the obvious choices. Considering how much I despise cold weather, LA won. My first year in LA has been nothing short of amazing, but what has most amazed me, is the attitudes and lifestyles of the girls I've met who grew up in LA. What I've learned about girls who grew up in LA makes me so thankful my parents decided to uproot and raise my brothers and I somewhere else before it was too late.
