Um, I've been saving this for you. It's like a little welcome to 2009 gift.
I was in about 5th or 6th grade here and was in a square dancing club with my Meme. She made us those matching square dance outfits.
I just don't know if it gets any cooler than this.
What's strange (I mean strangER than a skinny tomboy decked out in gingham and petticoats) is that I was a decently popular kid. But only because nobody from my school ever saw me in this get-up. And stranger still? Despite the fact that I was the only member of our square dancing club who wasn't also a member of the AARP, I really enjoyed being a part of "The Swinging Singles."
I still have my club name badge tucked away in a special box.
And my Meme can still cut a rug.