1. I have noticed that one particular radio station in my area is awfully fond of AC/DC, and that I can count on hearing either “Back in Black” or “You Shook Me All Night Long” most mornings on my way to work. I enjoy this VERY MUCH.
2. Last night, a high school friend of mine and MamaKitt’s put nearly every photo from our high school’s 1989 yearbook up on Facebook. (Now, let’s be clear: 1989 was HIS senior year, not OURS. We are old, but not that old.) I will venture a guess that MK and I responded similarly to the photos: First, a groan at our own hairstyles in the shots in which we appeared; second, a giggle at the horribly dated hairstyles and fashions of all our classmates; third, a shudder at how intensely we must have studied this yearbook to remember most of the photos so frighteningly well. Am I close, Mama?*
Anyway, seeing all the poufy bangs and acid-washed denim made me think once again about the girls who drew band names and logos all over their jean jackets, and wonder if this was something people did all over. I am pretty sure I remember sharpie-d AC/DC logos on more than one jean jacket, with much care devoted to the lightning bolt in the middle.
Oh, late eighties and early nineties. Whither Angus Young and his shorts? Whither the poufy bangs and acid washes of yore?
Also, MamaKitt: Did we not both have jean jackets at some point? Why were you decorating your notebooks instead of your jacket? Not a fashion statement you wished to embrace?
*I may also have swooned a bit over the pictures of boys I had crushes on, but I won’t attribute such lameness to my colleague.
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October 29, 2009 at 1:21 pm
mamakitt
Oh god. Where to begin. First: the jean jackets. Not only did we both have them, we had the identical one. A pale blue denim. I got mine after you got yours, and I seem to recall apologizing for making the same Fabulous Fashion Statement, and you were very gracious about it. And would one desecrate such a fabulous fashion item with band logos? One would not.
However, I did have a pair of stonewashed jeans signed by the figure skater Christopher Bowman, right above the knee. OMG.
As for the yearbooks … I have not looked at the new submission, but I don’t need to. Because I have memorized them all. Every single picture in every single year. AND also my sisters’ yearbooks from ten years earlier. Oh it’s true. What is it about yearbooks? I pored over them, hoping to … what? Glean some wisdom. Absorb some cool. I don’t know.
If I may be self-indulgent: one year there was a picture of me in my field hockey uniform (yeah, baby), leaning on my stick, staring off into the distance. And this Bad Boy wrote across the top of it that he liked it, because it made me look “not so inoscent.”
Sic. In every way.
October 29, 2009 at 1:48 pm
thegirlontheswing
Yeah, I memorized all of ours–except for the one from our junior year, which for some reason I don’t have!–and I have no idea why. Surely just for the absorption of cool. Sigh.
That picture of you in your field hockey uniform was totally sessy!