Having been born just a few years too late to really enjoy the 80's fully as a teenager, tonight I was in neon, lacey, mullet heaven. I loved loved loved people's outfits and found myself amazed at my lack of creativity once I was there and saw everyone else. When I pulled into the parking lot I wasn't quite sure I was in the right place until I saw the man with little white shorts, tall sports socks and a sweatband. Walking into the room was like coming home. Like being back in my youth, except without the awkwardness...oh wait, scratch that. Still awkward in social situations. I just don't care as much.
My favorite accessory by far was my Florida/Mickey Mouse fanny pack (and the leg warmers, but that's a given.) I mean, why in the world don't (normal) people use those anymore? So convenient. So useful. So awesome. My only question is, is one supposed to remove the fanny pack while sitting down or driving? Or do you simply slide it up further onto your waist for easy accessability? These are the questions I was plagued with most of the evening...that, and how can I get my hands on some high top, converse, high heels and fingerless lace gloves?
This picture doesn't do justice to the blue of the eyeshadow, the height of my bangs or the crimp in my hair, but it was totally there.
The entire experience just wouldn't have been complete without a burn on my forehead from attempting to peanut roll curl my bangs. Bangs just don't curl like they used to.
On my way home I simply HAD to stop at a grocery store. The deliciousness of my Sunday dinner depended on it. Normally I don't like to draw attention to myself, and oddly enough, I didn't really. Granted it was somewhat late and I was very quick. I can't decide if people would be more confused by my appearance or why in the world I was in such a hurry to buy one, very large bottle of lemon juice at 10pm on a Saturday. Probably more by the latter. After all, while running errands earlier today, I saw a teenage girl with the very exact same hair...minus the bangs.
True story.
PS Is it wrong to be so totally in love with plastic storage shelving? Because I am. I should have done a before picture (because as you all know, before and after pictures make me exquisitely happy) but once I got started I just couldn't stop long enough to run upstairs for the camera. With a move in the next 6 months I have vowed to take one area of the house each month and get it what I like to call "move ready". It is a painstaking process and will indeed take me all of the 6 months. The basement happened to be an appropriate place to start. I finally parted with the soggy cardboard boxes, all my AP art portfolio pieces from high school, Clark's Naval academy uniforms (the non-cool ones) and one decapitated barbie (I know, that's what I said.) But the end result makes me feel a tad happier. And since it is now the most organized (and clean--I vacuumed the floor! I know! Vacuuming a concrete floor is awesome...totally dust and cobweb free!) place in the house...I may wander down there more often. Who knows, maybe I'll be more motivated to catch up on laundry too (the facilities of which happen to be down there you see.) Maybe I'll even re-hang the hammock and take a nap this week.
This little organization project has been brought to you by last week's flooded basement.
The End.
11 comments:
I wish I had that much storage space! You're lucky.
It does look blissfully put away, doesn't it? Perfect for riding razors around down there...
And I swear you could pass that 80s picture for one you really found in a photo album from back then. Nice work. Gnarly, radical, and awesome dude.
Ahhh, a nice, organized sigh of relief. Don't you just love that feeling? I do. I just did the same to our Master Closet. It was hurting. Love the 80's outfit, you are totally rad.
Looking at your basement makes me all kinds of jealous. I don't actually have a basement, but I sure wish my garage looked that organized. Heck, I wish one room in my house were that organized.
Loving your 80s ensemble. I remember my converse high tops. Everyone had them.
Can you come and teach me how to be like you?
I totally got tears in my eyes looking at your basement. I LOVE plastic containers all in a row with their labels facing outward. And I'm with Abby...I seem to remember the exact picture of you from the real 80's. You look fab! Do you remember the pastel pink unicorn sweater with matching leg warmers that I had in 7th grade? They were rad!
Wow. Impressive. I now feel the need to organize something.
I just want to cry from joy. The basement is beautiful. I'm so glad the 80's didn't last very long. It was really a tacky era. I blame it all on Madonna.
I think I need to wander down into your basement, too.
I love that you went into the store in your 80's outfit. I always wanted to wear leg warmers but (alas!) never owned a pair.
I love your 80's outfit. I wasn't quite old enough to enjoy that era. I did own a pair of leggings with leg warmers which I put with a big buttoned down shirt cinched at the waist with a big belt. I thought I was hot stuff.
I also love the organized basement. Good job!!! I saw the before :)
awesome basement! love your 80's look, too. At least you had older siblings to admire their 80's attire. I missed that, too.
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