I was 10 in '85. I shudder to remember what I wore, but I do know that teal jeans were in that rotation.
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I don't want to think about how old I'll be when she trots off to college.
Between this, the similar SILs, and the identical beloved childhood toys and Brontë editions, (not to mention that we are both very pretty when Hec cuts our hair) we are a crazy parallel pair. I'll save you a seat next to me at Matilda's graduation, and we can cry and drink gin straight from the cat dish together.
I was 10 in '85. I shudder to remember what I wore, but I do know that teal jeans were in that rotation.
I had teal jeans!
Wow. Anyone doing T-day at home for the first time and in need of equipment, this is kind of a crazy deal: [link]
we can cry and drink gin straight from the cat dish together.
Deal.
But we are *always* very pretty, dear. Let's not shortchange us.
Another class of 85er. Right now, I'm trying to figure out where I should go for my 40th birthday next year.
Yay, a boy in the class! I think you made us a septet, Tom.
I had teal jeans!
And here I was expecting you to say teal gouchos.
Alla you young kids? Getoffa my lawn!
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Yay, a boy in the class! I think you made us a septet, Tom.
And not just any boy. Tom would have to be voted 1985 - BEST SMILE.
I'm an 87er. Born two years too late for the party.