Memo Monday
To the gaggle of 17 yr olds hanging out at Sonic Saturday night and looking at me like I was old beyond comprehension:
I was shocked and horrified to see the girl run in front of my car wearing the exact same outfit I wore in the 80’s. Honey, trust me, you will be so embarrassed when photos of yourself in the oversized t-shirt/dress, with the really big belt and the ankle boots (where do you find suede ankle boots without a time machine to take you back to the making of any 80’s Pat Benetar video?) surface later in your life. Admittedly, you don’t have the really big hair and really black eye liner to cringe over but I promise the belt and the boots will be cringe-worthy enough.
And someday? You will be the “old” woman driving around in a sedan with an empty car seat picking up a late night treat for your hubby. You will chuckle at some girl wearing exactly what you wore 20 years ago. You will feel very old for a moment and then you will simply be amused because you are happy with your life. But it will remind you to go home and hide those photos from the 80’s a little deeper so your daughter doesn’t find them easily. And a small piece of you might say “I like totally looked bitchin’ in that outfit dude.”
Ok, there’s no mocking the Chucks. The boy and the trusty husband both wear Chucks.
you will simply be amused because you are happy with your life.
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perfect phrasing of what I feel all the time.
for me it’s when I see the 17 year olds who are made up and coiffed and dressed neimanstastically (I didnt look like that then NOR preemma, but that’s neither here nor there) and Im sweating buckets and trying to jam E into her carseat.
Flashbacks!! You are right, I try to keep those pictures buried. If my children see those I will NEVER live it down.
Again, you really made me chuckle. Thanx!
I had those gloves and those bracelets… And I completely (almost said “totally” there) agree with you. I cannot believe how much 80’s stuff is in the stores now, it shocks me to see those ballerina shoes are back.