I just got off the phone with a very long time friend - we were reminiscing about years past, the bands we saw, the clothes we wore... I live my days in shorts and bleach stained t-shirts. BUT - there was a day I was a fashionista. Oh, yes. Six inch heels, cat eyes makeup, and lots of it - . I also dyed my hair pink when I was 20 (very into punk). When I was 15, I loved my elephant bells (huge bell bottoms that had to drag on the ground to get properly frayed). When I was 11, I craved those white go-go boots (am I really dating myself here?) Oh, and my favorite- Fiorucci jeans so tight that I had to lay down on the floor to zip them up. I hear they're coming back, lol! How about some fashion memories? (Guys invited too, and I won't laugh when you mention poly leisure suits). Hugs, Marsha
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