When my daughter gets older, it is almost certain that she will have an unreasonable, all-consuming crush on some sort of horrible boy band.
I’m not a huge modern pop music fan, and the thought of having to listen to that type of stuff already makes my ears want to shrivel.
Maybe that’s what iPods and headphones are for.
And, that poor guy second from the left has been forever immortalized as the one with crop pants and no socks. In fact, that entire outfit wouldn’t look out of place in a Land’s End catalogue. For women.