Sunday, June 13, 2010

Let the past be the past (ummm rrrright)

Just sharing....from the top of my head (be glad I did have two cups of coffee!).

I know we all have a past. Looking back as we all will eventually can bring hysterical giggles from yourself and old friends...wondering how in the hell did you ever pull that hairdo off? In my yearbook we have girls with bangs standing straight up and I doubt even the weakest of tornadoes would have moved on hair out of place. Or when Bo Derek inadvertently set off a trend where girls everywhere added beads into their hair and of course were whipping their heads around just to show off, and ooopss...sorry.....hitting the closest person near with a rope of hair you felt like had several golf balls attached. Often landing the hits directly onto the bridge of a nose, and luckily avoiding poking someones eye out. Perms that looked like you put your finger in an electric socket and the famous do of short hair on top...with a nice long layer at the bottom, most often touching the top of your shoulders...YOU KNOW...the Mullet. Billy Ray had his hair talked about as much as his music...
....and worst....girls (including myself) wore their hair in the gawd awful mullet. But what did we know at the time? right? we were styling! Of course we were.
I am extremely proud to say I have never worn bell bottoms! Gosh, I thought they were the ugliest thing EVER. I chose corduroys, mostly in black - as long as the ridges were close together, the wides ones were awful.
Things I do shake my head over and can't for the life of me figure out why I ever wanted these particular items and actually showed myself in public - Cowboy boots! what was I thinking?
A poncho - I don't know anyone that this is attractive on. Period. End of discussion.
A jeans jump suit with zippers from top to bottom. And yes, I wore them with cowboy boots! The ones with the square toe. I was just so fashionable. Rrriight...
Did I mention these are items I got from my mother who was living in North Carolina and I was living in Germany with my grandmother. I begged for these items to be sent to me. *sighing
I never have claimed that I make excellent decisions at all times, after all...hmmm...I can blame it on being a teenager! And that is my story..and I am sticking to it.
And the banana clip....wow...that sure made from some cascading funky pony tail. Ohh how much fun it was when they popped open and your hair just spilled everywhere, of course, while you were out for dinner. Luckily the other guest ducked when the clip came flying and it did not fall into anyone's plate either. Phew!
Now...let's see...what do I want to talk about? I have to get back with you!