"Daddy! DAD! Hello? It's intermission now. Now, I said. Watch the half time show. Dad, I'm over HERE!"
Of course I was the half time show.
When I was little I loved to sing. I still do, but I'm actually under control now. By that I mean, I don't even know how I breathed in and out all day long, because my windpipes were so busy singing.
I was always the little diva of the family; performing half time shows and Christmas plays. In every home video I've ever seen, whether I was supposed to be in it or not, I would interrupt the main action with a song.
There was no way my parents were getting me a karaoke machine at age 4, because of the obvious implications that would have on their ear drums. So my amazingly handy, creative, and best-daddy-ever made me a microphone and stand out of PVC pipes. Appropriately, he spray painted it purple. I distinctly remember talking louder if the mic was up to my mouth, just to try to convince my audience the microphone was real. Also, the hearth was my stage. Duh.
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| {I rocked that Minnie Mouse night gown} |
It was my favorite toy.
Then, my world came crashing down, just yesterday actually. We learned in my sustainability class that PVC is one of the most toxic plastics on the market.
OOPS.
{Here's the design part of the post!}
The problem is that it's in almost everything! Upholstery, construction, glues, flooring {especially vinyl, the worst offender of them all}, and roofing. It's used because it's cheap, durable and it's what has been used forever. I'm here to warn you against the harmful implications of it, though! There is good news, ladies! They do make some eco-friendly glues and sustainable alternatives. So be on the look out for those (:
I still love my microphone stand though, Daddy. You are my hero.
Love and Microphones,
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