When I was very young
I had a pair of white “go-go” boots.
I vividly remember dancing in them in front of the house of the people who’s names I never knew.
Dancing.
In go-go boots
In someone’s front yard.
Free styling.
Why is this important?
It’s not.
Humorous.
But not important.
And not an indication
Of who I was going to be.
We obviously know,
Now.
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I like picturing a younger version of you in these go go boots! ❤ awww!
I was wearing my dancing shoes here, during the Grammys, Colleen!
The funny part of the show was when Neil Diamond sang, "Sweet Caroline". . . in a pretend car with James Corden full of guest singers! Here at 5am I had posted a blog with branches touching across space, with the same song. Lol 😀
I never had go go boots but had wellies, cowboy boots and black boots I wore with black hose at one time.
I just saw the clip of that before I started my blog stuff for the morning!!
This is such an awesome post. The freedom of just dancing and not caring…it may not have been an indication of who you would become, but it will always be a part of your “creation” of self…I love it. 🙂
I think you’re right Kim and I like how you say that. “it will always be a part of your creation of self”. Love that!!!
I think that’s rad!😂
Hahahahahahaha!!!! 🙂
so funny, and i had a pair too though i was too shy to dance in front of people )
It never occurred to me others might be able to see! I remember the white house, the yard dipped some in front so it was like a stage. The concrete driveway. The green grass. But no peoples!!!!!! 🙂
LOL! We had to try on different hats in order to figure out who we wanted to be. 🙂
So true Priceless. Great point! 🙂
Ah yes I do remember my go go boots. Sigh
Technically I think “mine” were my moms!!!! 🙂 Hahahahahaha! I bet she loved that I took them.
My white go-gos were cheap plastic up to the knee. They squeaked loudly when I walked…I still have dreams about the noise level and not very much about the look. Ha!
Hahahahaha! I think these were actually my moms. I’m not sure. I’ll ask her this weekend. Maybe they were mine. But they seem to girly for me. I was pure tomboy back then. 🙂
Somewhere inside you is a little girl dancing in GoGo boots. I hope you let her out to play, wearing GoGo boots or not.
I do Russ, I think it’s important that we remember, and live, with play. But the go-go boots are not required 😉
I wanted those, but they were sinful!
Hahahahaha! They probably were. But I was too naive to know it. 🙂
Oh, I’m sure it was important to someone. Probably a little old lady who watched from her window and it brought a smile to her face every time she saw you. Maybe a young lad who was secretly in love with the girl in her go-go boots.
I would believe the little old lady part. But I would doubt the young lad part 🙂
Love it!!
🙂 thank you Lyn!
I had two pair, But killed my feet. In pain, but
hip..
Mine were my moms. 😉