book fair
Hell. Yea.
yeah it was a great day for kids with money… for me it was not that great tbh lol
We had two book fairs a year. Mom and Dad always tried to make sure we had money for at least one of them.
^— same here! Usually we only got a few bucks, but that was good for a book, maybe two.
We had ours twice. Once in the fall, and then again in the spring. It was like Disney World to me. I was an ACE in the Accelerated Reading Program. One of the prizes for excelling in the program used to be a free ticket to Six Flags if you read a certain amount of hours by the end of the year. Our limit was 600 minutes.
I always read way more than that. It got to a point where my mom would catch me under the blanket with a flashlight reading my books.
so I was forced to go to church and all these babies were screaming and I said “we wouldn’t be having this problem if the church supported abortion” and the guy next to me almost had a heart attack
Okay so this one time, I snuck backstage at Christian Dior Haute Couture and was attempting to get into the makeup room to snap a few quick shots of the models, when Magdalena Frackowiak walked out, opened a window and lit up a cigarette. I leaned out the adjacent window, said, “Magdalena!” and snapped this shot. ON MY BLACKBERRY. She got the fright of her life. About six months later, I ran into her backstage at the Rag and Bone show at New York Fashion Week and asked her if she remembered me. She said no. So I showed her the picture on my Blackberry. She started laughing, gave me a giant hug, and told me that it was one of her favourite photos of all time and said it had gone everywhere, including magazines and blogs all over the world.
I was like, “I bet you say that to all the boys.”
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