today while i was doing crafts/listening to golden oldies on pandora --
(tangent: tuesday afternoons this summer better look a lot like today did)
anyway,
while crafting, i simultaneously surfed the net while working on my new spring project,
(impressive multitasking, eh?) and i came across these vintage seventeen magazine covers.
i have to be honest: i (really, really, really) wish they still looked just like that, or that i had at least lived during that decade --
had i lived back then, wally cleaver would have been my zac efron.
