The Family That Nerds Together

Nerd runs deep in my family. My father has it, my brother has it, my mother has it, my uncle has it, my cousin has it and of course… I have it.

Nerdy things were not cool at school. But they sure were cool at home!
My parents are huge Trekkies, saw Star Wars in the theaters and are always watching whatever superhero, fairytale, castaway TV show comes on. The nerd runs even deeper than my immediate family. My aunt and uncle, my cousin and her husband…we’re all a bunch of nerds.

So I come by my nerd pretty naturally. You could say I was destined for nerdom! And in the wake of a new Star Wars movie, I wondered what my family members felt about Star Wars. What it’s meant to them. And here’s what they said…

Linton (Uncle):

“I can remember thinking ‘STAR WARS?’ How could anything be better than STAR TREK? Not possible!! But then I went to see it, it was just AMAZING! From the scroll in the beginning to the very end. Star Trek, take a back seat!”

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Barbara (Mom):

“It’s hard to believe that I have such a vivid picture of watching the first Star Wars movie in 1977 since I don’t have a great memory about other events in my past. I remember not really knowing much about what I was going to be seeing. I went with some friends from college. I always liked Sci-Fi, Star Trek was a favorite, but I didn’t really know much about Star Wars.

That day in the theater when it came on the big screen was like nothing I’d ever seen before. Bigger than life, exciting, fantastic, amazing! Coming out of the theater we couldn’t talk about anything else, but what we had just experienced. And when we learned that there was going to be another movie made, we were ecstatic.

Each subsequent movie has been the same, bigger than life and amazing. I know the upcoming one will be awesome and I can’t wait!”

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Sterling (Cousin):

“Well it was you and Jeremy who introduced me to Star Wars (along with Power Rangers, the Rosie O’Donnell Show and Gone with the Wind, those were the only things ever on TV at your house.) And my first memory was actually not watching Star Wars together, but dressing up for Halloween as Star Wars characters together. My Ewok costume wasn’t staying together so I remember my father stapling me into it.”

my first memory was actually not watching Star Wars together, but dressing up for Halloween as Star Wars characters

Jeremy (Brother): 

“Star Wars. I must say it has been quite a ride for me. I cannot pinpoint when I first watched it or when I first became a superfan, mainly because it’s been with me for as long as I can remember. My sister likes to think that she introduced me to it, I tend to think the other way around. Whatever the case, it has been a huge part of my life. There was a time post-prequels when my enthusiasm waned. Why? Who knows. It could have been my post-college adulthood trying to push out all of the things I liked as a kid. Whatever the reason, Star Wars was put on the back burner for several years.

What brought it back (and in a big way?) I think it must have been watching Star Wars: The Clone Wars TV series. It gave me new stories and characters to love as well as reminding me of all of the other aspects of Star Wars I loved.

Now, I’m back to being that superfan I was as a kid (so much so, I have a Star Wars room and even contemplated naming my soon-to-be baby girl Leia…or Rey.) And how, if you are a living breathing human (or non-human) can you not be excited about The Force Awakens? I mean…Episode VII!!! Who ever thought that this day would come! (*contented sigh)

I LOVE STAR WARS!”

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Eric (Dad): 

“I saw Episode IV then I was a counselor at Salvation Army summer camp.. The rest of the time at camp we college age counselors (at least the cool ones) discussed the various aspects of the movie. Little did I know that that was just the beginning of my involvement with a whole new universe – or at least a galaxy!”

The rest of the time at camp we college age counselors (at least the cool ones) discussed the various aspects of the movie.

 
What does Star Wars mean to you? Comment below or send me an email at liztailor481@gmail.com

30 Days of Nerdy Hair – Day 11

Day 11: JEM from JEM and the Holograms

This was definitely one of my favorite cartoons growing up. Girl inherits record label and becomes a philanthropic business woman by day and an incognito rockstar by night. My life goals were set!!

If you were born in the late 80’s or 90’s and missed JEM and the Holograms, it’s all on Netflix. Though I warn you, it’s not exactly a cartoon for kids. (Definitely wasn’t aware how inappropriate it was as a kid.) I also want to make sure that you know the upcoming movie is a far cry from the magnificence that was Jem! To hear my thought on that: click here.
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I am a brunette by nature, so it’s hard for my hair to achieve the color pink that JEM was able to rock. Plus I don’t have a holographic program, like Synergy, at the touch of an earring to assist me in creating my alter ego. But some hair chalk and a pair of clip-on star earrings from Buffalo Exchange will take you right back to 1985 and let’s be honest…I could totally be JEM. I just need my Holograms. (Any volunteers??)

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This hair is truly outrageous!!

To Thine Own Self be True

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Photo from Fashion by Mayhem

Today is National Shero Day! A day to celebrate dynamic women that inspire us and drive us to be better. And the Shero I want to talk about is not a woman yet, but she is an inspiration. She is 6 year old Mayhem from the amazing Instagram and blog Fashion by Mayhem. If you haven’t discovered the amazingness of Mayhem’s daily fashion creations, please check her out right now.

I’ve been following Mayhem for a while and I continue to be amazed by her personality and ability to stay herself. She is gaining more and more press and attention and it hasn’t changed her. I hope this continues. But it made me think of myself when I was a kid. And how growing up did change me.

When I was younger, I always used to try crazy style ideas that I’d come up with in my head. (Who would ever have thought me capable of such a thing?) Skirts over pants, multiple bindis on my forehead, fingerless glove sleeves. I even made my own homecoming gown in the 10th grade. Basically, if I had fun with it and liked what I saw when I left the house… I’d wear it.

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This gave me a reputation for being a weird kid. I would often be made fun of and not just by the mean bullies, but by close friends and sometimes family too. I don’t think they meant to be mean. They were just commenting on the vast difference between me and (seemingly) everyone else. They just didn’t get me. Didn’t get my style and as we see everyday, humans tend to persecute what they don’t understand.

So, somewhere along the way, right around Junior/ Senior years of high school, I started to do what the other kids were doing. I started to lose that confidence and style that was once so uniquely me. I took to wearing t-shirts and baggy jeans, because if no one notices you, then no one will be mean to you. And I let myself fade into the background. I quit the high school marching band and got low grades and just phoned it all in.

There’s a funny story I like to tell about taking my Senior school pictures. Right before I went into the room, someone told me I had the biggest smile. So big that they could see my gums. And I thought “well, that’s a horrifying thought.” When I walked into the photographer’s room, instead of flashing my big, bright, beautiful smile with the confidence of my younger self, my smile ended up looking like what I can only describe as the pinched smile of a person with zero self esteem. Basically I looked like I had been drugged! I let someone else’s comment on my appearance change one of my favorite features. I love my smile, but in a split second I made the choice to hide it because of someone’s words.

I know what you’re thinking… how can style effect someone so much. It’s not the clothes that mattered in this situation because there was a lot more going on under the surface. More than a drastic change in fashion sense. There’s usually more than what you see or what you think going on in any given situation.

For a kid who proudly wore her Wonder Woman pj’s as everyday clothes, this switch in style was an important red flag.

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It took many years for me to feel comfortable in my own skin again. And to eschew the opinion of others, mean or otherwise, in deference to not only my own opinion of myself, but God’s opinion of me.

I talk a lot about those awkward years of missteps and self discovery, because I was a hot mess (minus the hot.) I knew who I was, then forgot who I was, then tried to find who I was in the eyes of everyone else around me. This is universal stuff here. So I like to talk about it because, for the most part, I’m through it. I’m on the other side, gently patting my younger self on the head and saying, “Oh, little one. If only you knew what I know now. How much easier your journey would be.” And once again, I think this is not something that just little ole me has been through. And if someone out there reading this says, “Hey, I feel that way too” well, that’s why I share! Sharing opens the door on things that we are ashamed of. Our past, our shame, our embarrassment. By talking about these things, we take away the power they have over us.

Yeah, I was an awkward, weird kid. But I grew up. Though I’m still pretty quirky and weird. And people still think that remarking on my differences is somehow a nice thing. But if we hold onto these things then we never overcome them! So rise up. Rage against the machine. Don’t let the past win over your future. Cause God has better things planned for you!! And Mayhem wouldn’t like it!

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30 Days of Nerdy Hair

Day 15: Pebbles Flintstone from The Flintstones

Yabba Dabba Doooooo!! Any kid who grew up in the 80’s is well versed in Saturday morning cartoons. No school, no work. Just you and your family gathering around the TV to watch cartoons with a big heaping bowl of Lucky Charms!! Ah, those were the days. One of my favorites was The Flintstones which has returned to TV on The Hub. It’s so cool to watch it with the next generation!! And little Pebbles was always getting into trouble and Fred and Dino had to keep her safe and keep poor Wilma from finding out.

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So here is my homage to little Pebbles Flintstone and the good old days of watching Saturday morning cartoons!!

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As usual, check back tomorrow for more nerdy hair!

I Forgot to Play

I’ve always been really good at being a kid. It’s an art really. Pretend play? Mastered! Arts and crafts? Duh, have you met me? Childlike awe and innocence? Yep, got those too. It’s what makes me an awesome nanny. It’s what will (one day) make me a kick ass mother. And it’s why kids freakin’ love me!!! (Not to brag.)

But somewhere along the way I forgot that part of myself. Sometimes, especially in New York (land of growing up too fast), we’re forced to be grown ups. Turning 30 and 31 meant being an adult now. Meant that I had to quit playing. To stop dreaming (or only dreaming realistically.) To be serious. To be… boring? No thank you!!

This past Saturday, I went to Disney World with my oldest friend, Stacey. And it was like chicken soup for my soul. When one goes to “the happiest place on Earth,” one does not spend time worrying  about adult problems.  One does not try to be a grown up. One must and does just play!

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So that’s what I did. I ran around and took pictures and ate ice cream and rode rides and wore Mouse ears and played with my oldest friend. And I was refreshed. God reminded me that we are meant to come to Him with the heart of a child and that it doesn’t mean you can’t be a grown up sometimes, but it does mean that you shouldn’t be one all the time. And that in remembering the innocence and honesty that children are gifted with, we find a new way to worship.

This week as you walk through your adult life, whatever that may look like: kids, jobs, spouses, problems… remember to play. Take a moment and run as fast as you can. Wear something frivolous. Dye some Easter eggs. Go to Disney if it’s within reach, and dream about it if it isn’t in reach. And every time you pray come to God with the heart of child and like I was, you too will be refreshed.

And while you’re at it never, ever forget to play!!

30 Days of Nerdy Hair-Nerdvember

Day 9: Harpo Marx

I was practically raised on old black and white movies of all kinds. But my dad’s favorite funny men of all time was and is the Marx Brothers. If you have never seen Duck Soup or A Night at the Opera, then just find them and watch them and i dare you not to laugh out loud during the state room scene or the peanut stand scene.

Harpo Marx, the curly-haired, silent brother is easily my favorite one. And this pick is dedicated to my dad.

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To make my hair the kind of curly that it needs to be to pull of Harpo Marx, I had to set my entire head of hair in Bantu knots the night before.

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Once you take them all out in the morning, you get this…

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“And a hard boiled egg!”