... that is the question - and in my case that is probably not - at least it used to be Sun I hear my son frequently "That's cool!" and that made me think in a little research in my youth (I know why I've always driven ...) Today I would mich als cool und auch als modisch bezeichnen - doch dem war bei weitem nicht immer so.
In meiner Jugend war ich eine derjenigen die den Begriff "fremdschämen" wohl erfunden haben oder besser gesagt andere dazu gebracht haben den Begriff zu definieren - ich kann es leider nicht anders sagen - das fing schon bei der Wahl der Kleidung an - stolz trug ich karottenförmige Jeans auf denen Flicken mit Fransen appliziert waren uuuuuuund darauf waren tanzende Tomaten mit Cowboyhut und Lasso (ich fasse es nicht dass ich das wirklich aufschreibe...). Drüber dezent ein ballonförmiger Pullover mit Bündchen und Karotten drauf (man merkt die Leidenschaft fürs Essen....) - Halbstiefel mit Tennissocken mit den obligatorischen bunten Streifen am Bund have the look completed. If I had been at the time about 4 years old and not 14 if it had been smooth nor can pass as cute. The hair was in long hours of painstaking work and cans of hairspray put away on all sides - especially the pony - basically I could have conceived even with ner knitting needle into the outlet - would have been faster and would have had the same effect ....
But not only the style - no - I had the custom setting on the clothes. There was a legendary party at the College of St. Joseph in Ehingen served as a boarding school where I (permanently in love with guys who had voluntarily been with me ever) lay down a legendary dance act - I could just a single dance step - a would-be wishful thinking in my breakdancing - which I could forward-backward and right side out-linksrum. Well, and that's what I'm doing exactly that ... 3 hours at a time .... I not believe it that I write really. My friends have tried so save me - but my enthusiasm was not supposed coolness towards match - I was so truly is stamped into the history of the college. There is a video of it - I know because the guys who lived there, the pure have taken weeks after the homework in the collective order fröhnend add my endurance in terms of embarrassment and humor that would increase the level considerably. I pray fervently to God that this video never shows up on Youtube - so I brought it loose No. 1 on the cell phone downloads and video breakdowns of all shows.
There are countless stories of this kind until I was almost 18 and finally got that "cool" could well define it differently. Today I'm in my view, really stylish - I have learned better to modern pop music employs all the glass sipping, and only their hips swaying to stand at the edge and throw myself in any kind of employment other than dancing - I have learned to better my hairdresser and to trust my friends as the comet-like flashes of when I leaf through a magazine - I have learned that unnecessary Body hair removed by the legs and can be as simple under Nylon no longer looming - I have learned that yelling to run through the area in sight of a desired object is not cool but noticeable - I have learned that bodies with a boat neckline is not cool, and if at all with the one under it - not over it.
Well, I do not like me freely speak of all the embarrassments - especially my family and my friends know about the surprises that my temperament and my thoughtlessness holds so and provides for so many precarious situations - but I try to limit the damage - because I find it was cool that my son found me cool :-)
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