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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
..........the 80's that is. Most of that decade I spent in & out of frumpy maternity clothes, but in between I was guilty of......
flippy over-coloured bobs
flippy over-coloured bobs
hideous legwarmers worn with equally atrocious leotards exercising to that tape
one of these
frou frou dresses
trowelled on makeup
too much Black Tower
polka dot shoes to match the polka dot dress
elaborate cocktail parties with fussy canapes
honeydew melon slices wrapped in prosciutto
gallons of French Onion Soup
serving food on over-patterned china
drooling over Eric (still do!)
dancing with the girls to Spandau & the Mullets
and sneaking the occasional one of these
So now I've fessed up, have I left anything of cringeworthy note out? And the first to leave a comment about not even being born in the eighties goes straight to the Millie Sin Bin & will be made to eat 10 prawn cocktails in a row washed down with a bottle of Blue Nun!
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