Yes, as much as you’d like to deny it, we had our own Jonas Brothers.
Donny and David, the two androgynous boys we postered on our walls and kissed nightly when we were just 11.
Well, actually, not me. I was raised by older parents, and my first loves were Andy Williams and Bobby Darin, but I digress.
Just when you think kids have lost their minds over the “new” singers, you have to take a deep breath and think of how much we coveted the pop artists of our day. I’m not proud of it, truly, I’m not. I think it’s a girl thing.
Off to Napa for a few days for work…enjoy your week!