Twiggy was the fashion icon of my youth in the '60s. Unlike Twiggy, who is often considered the first supermodel, my aunt used to come to our house to cut my hair and my sisters. I sported Twiggy’s iconic pixie haircut in my early years but eventually transitioned into old-fashioned curlers as my hair grew longer. When perms became popular, my mom never considered taking any of her five daughters to a fancy salon. I can still smell the potent odor from those home perms, a sharp and acrid scent that lingered in the air long after the process was done. The smell had a way of clinging to everything: the cushions, the curtains, and my clothes.

When I was growing up, my parents forbade me from wearing makeup or painting my nails until I reached high school. They didn't want any of their five daughters to focus on our appearances. Since our school had uniforms, the extent of our fashion statement was limited to wearing wild socks, as pantyhose were not allowed. Instead, my parents encouraged us to concentrate on our studies, particularly in science and math. They wanted us to dream about college rather than fashion.

There’s something truly magical about grandparenting – the way generations connect through stories, imagination, and shared moments. In an age dominated by screens and technology, grandparents remain a vital source of timeless traditions. They are the custodians of family stories and the narrators of fairytales. Now, with our introduction of Dinosaur Discovery: An Egg-cent Adventure, grandparents have a new tool to spark their grandchildren's curiosity and love for adventure.