((I’m an ‘80s baby who grew up in the ‘90s in the A-T-L, fyi.))
I LOVED the ‘90s: the music, the clothes, the cars (hydraulics & glass-shattering bass in the trunk!), the culture, the clubs (Atlanta), ”Freaknik!”, Mardi Gras (New Orleans, Mobile & Savannah), Spring Break in Daytona, the Olympics (‘96 Atlanta), Braves baseball (in the ‘90s, Braves games at Fulton County Stadium sounded like the 100,000+ crowds at big / rival college football games today) — just an exceptionally-unique time to be alive. . .& we still respected the generations / decades that came before us. . .but we were simply finding our own place in the world. . .and we did.