Full Disclosure

You know I just love sites like this one. And you know how much I love embarrassing my poor husband.

But it is really time to fully disclose the sadness that was me in the 80's. I do this for the future. So the same mistakes are not made.

Let's start with the fact, that at one time I was all sweetness and light. Dorothy Hamill dictated my hair. As did Short & Sassy shampoo, and those great lip glosses from Avon that looked like cans of Coke. I'm not at all sure who dictated my sockwear..but at 9,  who cares?

Here's what my husband was busy doing this while I was 9.

But I digress to the denim jumpsuit with bell bottoms once again. I can't resist. I just can't.

Meanwhile, back to me.....so after the Dorothy Hamill haircut....
....there was puberty.
With very big glasses.
And wings.
Oh, gosh, those bangs....the barrette holding up each side of the hair.
I believe at one time I had a gold/diamond heart at the  lower
bottom of the eye glasses. Remember those?

In my freshman year the wings and the glasses gave way to contacts, turned up
collars and a perm.
And bad posture.
And Chopin turned "just so" to show that I had higher interests than boys,makeup and
hair.

Oh, dear. Then something terrible happened. I cut my hair. That's always
a bad, bad move. Again, with the turned up collar! Notice the shaker sweater.

Wanna see another shaker sweater? I'm warning you....okay, okay, you asked for it....

I know, it shows off the plaid pants, doesn't it? 

And now for something that I am truly ashamed of in every way. It was a very bad move on my part. I'd like to say everyone else was sporting this look at the time, but I'm not all that sure. My memory is foggy on that point. I truly hope there are not others who have pictures like his to embarrass them. I don't know if I"m more afraid of the backwards sweater or the perm. 

I don't think I can stomach any more. I must end there. But at some point on this blog, I will have to share more. It's the right thing to do. Coming clean with your past is a very healthy thing. It's even better if it's someone else's past. And let me tell you, I have a few photos from 6th grade to 12th that include a LOT more people that just me. And they know who they are.

Comments

[Rae]

Oh dear. That's almost like looking in the mirror. God help us both - we WERE in style. We were.

Oh, and I didn't know that you are (were?) a pianist. Do tell.

[Urban Mom]

Ya see, you are a brave, brave woman. I think all of my pictures from that time frame are buried in the backyard somewhere. But really, that one with the glasses? We could've been twins. And the black & white one looks almost kinds Lady Diana-sh, I think. It's great!

[Blanchette]

To all your foibles of yesteryear:
Memories painful, but so dear,
You express contrition;
You feel the pain,
but Eighties Fashion
was to blame!