I had a Nehru jacket! (Okay, so it was a little tiny one.)
Buffista Music III: The Search for Bach
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
There was one kid in my high school who dressed like Thriller-era Michael Jackson Every Single Day. Completely with the jheri-curls.
And another who dressed like Prince.
And more Def Leppard Union Jack muscle shirts than I care to remember.
There was one kid in my high school who dressed like Thriller-era Michael Jackson Every Single Day.
And another who dressed like Prince.
And more Def Leppard Union Jack muscle shirts than I care to remember.
Now I'm really happy we had a dress code.
80s girls [link]
One leftover from the 80s sticks with me--the fabulousness of Converse low-tops. Loves them.
Now I'm really happy we had a dress code.
Yeah, and I didn't even mention all the girls who did the Madonna/Boy Toy-era thing. Lace fingerless gloves and goomie bracelets for DAYS.
One leftover from the 80s sticks with me--the fabulousness of Converse low-tops. Loves them.
I have a pink pair!
80s girls
Kerri's rocking that perm.
Kerri's rocking that perm.
Bwah! How sweet of you not to mention mine.
I saw shiny, shiny brocade pants the other day. I thought I was having a flashback.