tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post5605791137046993857..comments2008-04-05T10:10:37.405-07:00Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-74015060255974504862008-04-05T10:10:00.000-07:002008-04-05T10:10:00.000-07:00I don't think we had Reef Oil, but I used Bain du Soleil. That and Sun-In pretty much describes the way all my summers as an adolescent and teen smelled.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-31118230413409449412008-04-05T08:07:00.000-07:002008-04-05T08:07:00.000-07:00No, we didn't have Sun-In here. Isn't it amazing how smells take you back? As soon as you mentioned smells and the eighties, I automatically thought of Reef Oil, suntanning oil that smelled like coconuts. Yum! :)Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-55552996908994267092008-04-04T16:33:00.000-07:002008-04-04T16:33:00.000-07:00Oh yeah, Sue, I had the really long bangs that hung over one eye, so I walked around with my head tilted sideways so I could see. It took years to break that habit, even after I changed my hairstyle.<BR/><BR/>And Sun-In! Did you guys have that? My hair was soooo blonde from that. If you ever used it, do you remember how it smelled?Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-58914899875374496602008-04-04T16:12:00.000-07:002008-04-04T16:12:00.000-07:00Oh, leg warmers! Who didn't want to be the chick in Flashdance?<BR/><BR/>This is fun, walking down memory lane, full of crap fashions and excellent music :)<BR/><BR/>I was looking at photos the other day at my parents' and my hair! It was, like, yellow blonde (which looks foul on me), and it was this bizarre, sticking-out-at-the-sides cut (you know, like, wings? Or the flicked side bits?) and it looked just so disgusting I can't tell you. And I said to my Mum, "How did you let me go out looking like that?" And she defined baleful the way she looked at me, and said, "As if you would have listened to anything I said." Yeah, oops. Sorry, Mum :)Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-22776050599146697002008-04-04T15:15:00.000-07:002008-04-04T15:15:00.000-07:00Lyn - You are right about the legwarmers. Fer shure. ;-)<BR/><BR/>I thought fingerless gloves ought to be on there, too.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-9423542217417641902008-04-04T13:39:00.000-07:002008-04-04T13:39:00.000-07:00Oh my goodness, yes to all the above! Although I never had a boombox. Leg warmers are missing ;-)lynhttp://www.lyn.lifeshapedfaith.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-778870208558593672008-04-04T07:35:00.000-07:002008-04-04T07:35:00.000-07:00Welcome, Tara! Nice to meet you! <BR/><BR/>So, I have to ask, which member of Duran Duran? ;-)<BR/><BR/>Now I am going to read your blog.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-60843838227859697272008-04-04T07:26:00.000-07:002008-04-04T07:26:00.000-07:00Guilty...<BR/><BR/>Bowling For Soup: 1985<BR/><BR/>http://youtube.com/watch?v=6dMmNcT3ouoTarahttp://authenticallyspeakingtara.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-25559766513007208682008-04-03T21:15:00.000-07:002008-04-03T21:15:00.000-07:00Cindi - Was that before or after your short boyish haircut freshman year? I don't remember you in a banana clip.<BR/><BR/>I NEVER wore a banana clip...believe me I tried, oh how I tried, but something about my hair made me look like a mop.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-61270579011865354722008-04-03T21:14:00.000-07:002008-04-03T21:14:00.000-07:00Sue - Looking skanky was the point, wasn't it?<BR/><BR/>Anyhow, I happen to be watching Sixteen Candles at the moment, speaking of 80's...'Young Guns Go For It' by Wham! What the hell were we thinking with some of this stuff?Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-89754390219113896972008-04-03T21:06:00.000-07:002008-04-03T21:06:00.000-07:00Ok - I can't stand it - I have to say it re: the banana clips:<BR/><BR/>It was so much so the thing that when I was a part of precision team skating and competing, that part of our "uniform" was - YEP - BANANA CLIPS!!!!!!!! I've got the videos to prove that we all had to wear them!<BR/><BR/>WOW!<BR/><BR/>:)Cindihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07836841526306338690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-86570064449798241562008-04-03T21:04:00.000-07:002008-04-03T21:04:00.000-07:00Yes, well, whatever colour the shoes, it looked trollopy :)<BR/><BR/>Hehe. I got around in a bubble skirt in the eighties. And when dining out on live music, bourbon and coke, my friend and I had these oversize black and white striped men's shirts that we wore with a belt cinched in at the waist, black stillettoes and fishnets. Lovely!<BR/><BR/>What a couple of skanks. :DSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-53919526733560870112008-04-03T21:00:00.000-07:002008-04-03T21:00:00.000-07:00Sue - Madonna-ish...noooo, are you kidding? Madonna wore lacy pastel socks with BLACK pumps.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-89767500834058385712008-04-03T20:43:00.000-07:002008-04-03T20:43:00.000-07:00... "pastel pumps with lacey ankle socks?"<BR/><BR/>Oh, Erin and Ruth, for shame!! :)<BR/><BR/>Considering those colours are all pretty and pastelly, and young girly, that combination of clothes items sure managed to look kinda ... well, Madonnaish ;)Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-52866582430109805062008-04-03T20:23:00.000-07:002008-04-03T20:23:00.000-07:00Mike - I still say it, too...said it to my 12 year old last week, and he cracked up. I think it does constitute being from another planet...the 80's planet...which is entirely full of it's own mysteries.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-66012752379309198952008-04-03T20:15:00.000-07:002008-04-03T20:15:00.000-07:00I was in my late teens and early 20's in the 80's. But I still say, "Whatchyou talkin' 'bout Willis" and people inevitably think I'm from another planet. (Which really isn't that far from the truth) :)Mikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08283586290804985847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-78035143590476322982008-04-03T19:07:00.000-07:002008-04-03T19:07:00.000-07:00Ruth - I knew what you meant about the banana clip, but I wanted to confirm.<BR/><BR/>And yes, I SO did. "She's got legs"...well I did back then, anyhow.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-75667695124725529242008-04-03T18:57:00.000-07:002008-04-03T18:57:00.000-07:00Oh I can put a banana clip in all right...just couldn't stand her wearing it.<BR/><BR/>By the way - did anyone else wear pastel pumps with lacey ankle socks? Like the girls in the ZZ Top video?Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02024613458911435527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-59411552182565390312008-04-03T17:54:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:54:00.000-07:00Like, don't bother. Puerile nonsense, dude.Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-87464332025611426622008-04-03T17:32:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:32:00.000-07:00Sue - You are mixing your movie metaphors, but that's OK. Not sure I ever saw Last American Virgin...my parents probably censored it...I'll have to look into it.Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-91160135678026686252008-04-03T17:15:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:15:00.000-07:00Or am I getting my movies mixed up? I think I'm mixing up Valley Girl speak with The Last American Virgin soundtrack. Must be the giant wads of snot running around in my head.Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-44866464636589875092008-04-03T17:10:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:10:00.000-07:00Like, fer shure, Stacey.<BR/><BR/>That movie had good music in it. Good mushy stuff like Oh No by The Commodores :)Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-2070301500186021682008-04-03T17:02:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:02:00.000-07:00Cindi - Like, <I>totally</I>!Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-10503013368113294422008-04-03T17:01:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:01:00.000-07:00Brian - Hehe, I subjected my entire family to a Journey "Frontiers" concert on MTV in, maybe 1984. My parents hated it. Oh but Steve Perry can SING!<BR/><BR/>Anyhow, didn't you hear parachute pants are back? ;-)Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01067954787472463337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714549.post-56385711712733826662008-04-03T16:55:00.000-07:002008-04-03T16:55:00.000-07:00My post didn't all show up lol.<BR/><BR/>It just says spoon.<BR/><BR/>It should've said, Like, like gag me with a spoon lol!Cindihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07836841526306338690noreply@blogger.com