First French -Survived by Tara

WHO: JW​

WHAT: My first real kiss – like French kissing.

WHEN: 7th grade circa 1997

WHERE: The 8th grade graduation dance, Penn Valley CA

WHY: JW and I had been on-again-off-again for the whole year. We held hands and we talked on the phone. He bought me…ahem..okay, let’s be real. His mom bought me chocolates for Valentine’s Day. We were as serious as you can get in 7th grade. I was getting ready at my bestie Kristy’s house and we were so excited about our Delia’s velvet dresses and couldn’t wait to get our dance on with our boyfriends.