Aufwachsen / Growing Up Cowboy Gesucht / Wanted Jeden / Every Junge / Boy Oben / Up Pferd / Horse Reiten / Ride Ventilator / Fan Wachsend / Growing Western / Westerns
When I was growing up, we went to Musikfest every year, and I have vivid memories of the corn on the cob. I'm going for the concert, but I'm really going for the corn.
When we were growing up, women in their late 40s generally didn't dye their hair.
My dad believed in scaring us as we were growing up. Scaring the boys who wanted to date us more.
Growing up with three boys in a heavily male-dominated world, I especially needed to express myself as a woman.
I loved growing up in Washington, but I have been a diehard, 100 percent 49ers fan since I was 11.
At home, growing up, we weren't really poor. We had everything we needed, we just didn't have what we wanted.
I was fascinated by fairies when I was growing up, and I wanted to see one dreadfully.
I did every sport under the sun while growing up.
I want to show every part of me and every color of me. And I think, growing up Albanian, I wanted to bring that to light.
