Emily

I was born in 1996, the year Atlanta hosted the Olympics, and mad cow Disease hit Britain hard. My  egg like head, slimy with blood and guts popped out just in time to hear Dishwalla's "Counting Blue Cars," and Alanis Morisettie's "Ironic," both major hits on the top 100 songs list that year. My parents like to say that my first scream is an exact replica of Bill Clinton's when Monica Lewinsky...well...you get the picture. And to this day, grunge is still my number one style choice (thank you, Courtney Love.) Even though less than four years of my life transpired in this decade, I don't think anything is more a part of me than this period of time.