Screw the Cosmo and give me a White Wine Spritzer. The 80's.
I have been a slug this morning. I did run tot the grocery store at 8am to fetch some things I needed to make my Mock Dip today for a party. It's called Mock Dip because people have mocked me for it as they seem to think it's not tasty. It's actually called California Dip. Bison French Onion dip, blue cheese (real crumbly blue cheese), and chopped walnuts. I seem to be making it ONLY for the people who have not tried the concoction yet. I will therefore be mocked tonight.
The party is for my friend's husband. He is joining the 40 ranks. I can't belive I am 40, that we are 40. It seems just yesterday I was decked out in my 80's garb (post punk phase circa 1982) with big shoulder pads and just as emense hair. My very 80's haircut was actually a white blonde short funky do. My favorite shirt was a silver metallic long thing. I used to wear it "clubbing" in Canada. If you went out you had to wear a skirt too. Rarely you saw anyone in slacks, pants or jeans (harem pants excluded). I remember being kind of shocked the first time I reverted and wore jeans out to a bar. This was the late 80's and apparently the jeans and white t shirt look was in because as I walked into Mickey Rats city bar EVERYONE had the same thing on. Jeans & white shirt. I naturally found this extremely ironic and somewhat scary at the same time. Anywho, back to the 80's. I thnk the show that highlights the fashion of the day best was Facts of Life. In fact I might have to do a post someday dedicated to that theory. So I had some good times back in the 80's - these stories involve Canada, peugot's, English men, dance floors...and...
Warning: this is what happens when you reach this milestone. You babble and think back on the "good old days".
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