Angie Marcos, LV Life Editor
I was a leash child. It is embarrassing and shameful to admit, of course, but it still exists today.
I remember having a bright pink colored strap placed around my wrist every time I would be taken out of my safe, cozy home to heavily populated areas.
Most of my childhood memories at Disneyland, Knott’s Berry Farm, malls and airports include my trusty pink leash.