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When the old 90210 show used to be on T.V. I could have been considered one of its biggest fans. Of course I am sure I had staunch competition from just about every pre-teen out there, but my love for Dylan McKay ran deep. So deep that each issue of BOP magazine was simply a way for me to continue to wallpaper my entire room with his face and those of his cast mates. I had every piece of attire a girl could possibly have and I wore it all at once, complete with heart shaped Dylan earrings, to show my never ending devotion to the kids from Beverly Hills High. I knew very little about Beverly Hills before that show, but I was still able to grasp that their way of life was a far cry from what mine is and might ever be. And that was ok with me…as long as I had my heart shaped earrings I really didn’t need the fancy cars, limitless credit cards, and big houses. Life was just fine on my side of the tracks.

And life is still just peachy over here on my side. I could use a limitless credit card right about now but my 2006 Honda Civic is A-ok in my book. But every once in a while it sure feels nice to get a taste of how it feels on the other side of those tracks. So today my friend Nikkie and I ventured on over, courtesy of my adopted Dad (Nikkie’s dad who has blessed me and made me an honorary member of their family), for an afternoon in America’s most famous zip code. The top on our SL 600 was down the whole way, even though it severely messed up our hair. We figured it was a small price to pay to make sure we took advantage of our day to the fullest and neither one of us is the type to shy away from attention. We had a fabulous meal, shopped on Rodeo Drive (most of it of the window variety), and purchased some fabulous sunglasses that I am happy to say will replace my one other pair of designer glasses that I stole from an old boyfriend 3 years ago. I’m the kind of person who will spend all the time in the world trying on each and every pair of designer glasses in the store, looking for the pair that fits my face just perfectly, but never intending to buy a pair at full price for myself. I’ll wait ‘til they are on sale…or have found there way to a discount store, but never can quite justify spending that much money on glasses. So for a girl with a budget like mine right now, this was surely a treat.







Tomorrow I will be back in my Civic debating whether or not I should splurge for an extra topping at Pinkberry and life will be good. But when the day comes that I am able to trade in my Civic, I am seriously thinking I might go the convertible route. There is something about a nice car, with the wind blowing through your hair, and a fabulous pair of shades that adds a little sumthin’ to your mojo. That must’ve been that swagger that Dylan had.