This is one of the the mantra’s of my youth. We grew up in a small Ohio city, in a neighborhood with tree lined streets and plenty of room to move. Middle class. Blue collar. It was a nice place to grow up and still is for the most part. Firestone Park is the name but we just say “the park” as if there could be no confusion. The best thing about the park is the inhabitants. Especially the women it produces! We Park Girls are an ornery and independent bunch. Loyal, smart, hilariously funny, beautiful inside and out. Growing up being a Park Girl meant that you where cool, stylish and traveled in packs!
Take The Menopause Mafia for example-Smart-Funny-Amazing! Park Girls! When I was little I thought my sisters where supermodels (and then I grew up and figured out we were all really short). But you can see why I think these are women are some of the coolest people on the planet. I know, gorgeous right?
I will be digging out my photo albums and chatting with the Park Girls I know and love (who are all on Facebook now) so that we can entertain you with our favorite stories. I might be a little prejudiced, but we have some good stories!