📼 WINE MOM ON CASSETTE 📼
The year is nineteen ninety-something. The minivan radio is stuck on a station that specifically caters to women named Barbara and Renee. The windows are rolled down so that the warm autumn air whips through your freshly minted perm. Your "mom jeans" are just normal jeans—ones that happen to match your maroon turtleneck perfectly. These are the halcyon days of acoustic rock, girl bands, and adult contemporary music.


