you see i can do a post like this because i was there, i lived the 80’s i was so 80’s i not only sported a few of these hairstyles but i was punk, then post punk, then new romantic, yes i painted my face the same as steve strange, i rocked the snake across the forehead, and i completely rocked the rainbow across my cheek and yes i damn well sobbed my wee heart out when my nose piercing came out when i was asleep and i had to get my mate to re-pierce my nose in the morning, yes i painted my face the same as adam ant and i knew the moves to prince charming, i owned that tiny mini kilt and i totally rocked my hand made hand tie-dyed clothes
i was lucky and i will always be grateful to being born in the 60’s when music became alive and enthused with so many new styles and influences i am grateful to growing up in the 70’s before health and safety was invented and we could play in creeks and jump off trees into rivers and the toys although meant you were often maimed for life were fun, i love the fact my friend and i would – although we both came from families with no money it didn’t stop us having fun – we would borrow a pair of roller skates those wonderful old metal adjustable ones which tied up over your normal shoes and we would put one on each, that’s right i put one on my foot and she put one on her foot and then we linked arms and rollerskated together with one rollerskate each up and down the road,
and that road was a playground in itself-
which had so few cars on it we could play games actually on the road itself for hours before a car came along, and the schools could take you on trips without having to fill in a 3 mile long form and pay crazy amounts of insurance we just popped out of school and went down the road whenever we wanted, and i was also the luckiest to then become a teenager during the 80’s when individual flair and talent was applauded and resourcefulness was the main aim of clothes, the bin bag dress proved that ^_^ yes we actually went out for a night on the town wearing a dress we had cellotaped together from black plastic bin liner bags, and i was born with an overactive imagination which thanks to the eighties saw many outlets from my painting to me making clothes, i loved it and i was complimented and encouraged, yes we had big hairstyles yes americans could never quite do punk, but it was a politically aware time when the world itself took a lurch forward and a lot of what we have today was inspired through the eighties,
we saw a surge forward in comedy and comedy became something that had ethics, a totally new and unsettling concept for a lot of the older generation in england that at the time had been brought up on mother in law jokes and racist humour, we now had a new phrase it had to be politically correct, now i still find it hard to believe families would sit down and watch love thy neighbour which would now be banned right out of the damn country, but comedy took us on a journey it helped raise awareness of subjects i would never have come across otherwise, because luckily a lot of comedy was made by intelligent people who were socially conscious, and yes in this i do applaud rik mayall and yes i was hugely sad last week to have lost not only a hero of comedy but someone who did it all so well you actually felt like you knew him, like he was someone who lived down the street and would come in for a cuppa, rip rik mayall gone but never forgotten, i did shed tears because some people are too excellent to die and rik was one of those.
and who told her this was a good idea? its like she just couldn’t decide what style to go for so did them all at once, but how resourceful to use your blusher as eye shadow blusher and lipstick you only need one thing in your makeup drawer then she cracked it the one colour look for makeup ^_^
i will do a proper post soon just been a bit poorly
take care and love to all