I was only young at the time but a one word answer ,
Bros.
(Chance1234 up for parole on, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 15:39, Reply)

oh.. so bad..
I used to listen(!) to house music.. I wasn't as bad as a friend of mine though.. he was a vanilla ice fanboy, and had all his CDs.. including 1 live CD.
(radja, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 15:36, Reply)

Oh dear god
Not only did I have a black shell suit with yellow stripes, to top it all off it was from Marks and Spencer. Cheers Mum.

That was at the age of 10. By the time I was 14 I had noone to blame but myself for the side parting with step/undercut and the belief that uttering these immortal words would get me laid:

"I've been watching you all evening
And I think you're really sweet
So as long as I have got a face
You'll always have a seat"

Strangely enough it didn't exactly get them fizzing at the bung hole
(sammagoo, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 15:21, Reply)

The first record I bought
Was Orinoco Flow by Enya.

Which is something akin to Hitler admitting to a love of Mel Brooks...
(Light, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 15:12, Reply)

Not necessarily *my* bad taste, but...
Me, aged 5:

Shortish bowl haircut.

Progressive mum who didn't want to dress me in "girl clothes." I was usually in button-down collared shirts and jeans or khakis.

I would get rather cross when people would say "Oh, look at that sweet little boy."
(emgee, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:53, Reply)

Let's Get Rocked.
Def Leopard.
I baught 2 Def Leopard CD's from a friend at school. Because they were cheap, and I only had "Boss Drum" by the Shamen. (eezergood... blah blah)
To my shame, I grew to like them.

Forward-wind to Uni, where Def Leopard becomes favoured shagging music for myself and my then-missus.

Apologies to Ogwen (of the Valleys), Ian (of Akkrington), John (or Laahndahn), and Drew (the short-ass-boy-racer-ginger-balding-piss-head-spotty-"Dexter's laboratory look-a-like"-DWI-Stinking-Chav-scrawny-pale-smoking-waste-of-space-from some dispicable shitthole) for night after Night of over-bearingly loud "High and Dry"

EDIT: Second Thoughts.... F*ck Drew. The little Wanker left his Car Gearbox in the HALLWAY and it leaked EP90 Gearbox Oil into the carpet and floorboards... If I ever see the little Runt again, I'll Floor him without asking any questions in order to avoid a potentially annoying conversation.. the little Twunt.

EDIT 2: He once got absoloutly Wrecked and preceeded to drive his car around Huddersfield and hit walls.... Upon Jumping a red light and planting his boy-racer 205GTI ibto teh side of a HOYA tanker-truck, he then tried to pick a fight with an attending Police Officer.... HAHAHA (knobhead)
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:47, Reply)

Thomas the tank engine
Dear god, this takes me back yeeeears...

I used to have a small rideable thomas the tank engine thing with wheels and a steering wheel for a funnel.

I would go around shouting "TOOT TOOT WOO WOO!" and "HELP! THE NAUGHTY TRUCKS ARE PUSHING ME!".

Of course, my parents decided that I wasn't allowed to play with it anymore: "21 year olds don't like thomas the tank, they like sex. Now get out of my house!"

Gits.







Aztec Zones rules.
(DarkLite swallowed my entire undercarriage, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:46, Reply)

Dear god.... the shame.
Twas Summer.
Jeans: cut off just above the knee... They were tight, and ripped in a strategic manner.
DM boots.
TIGHT white T-shirt (I was fit)
Red "Mickey Knox" Lennon-Shades.
Unfeasably short haircut.

I stopped it shortly after my brother declared that I filled the fasion gap that lies between "Neo-Nazi" and "Gay Rights Activist"

I'm En-debted to you Bob.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:35, Reply)

All these awful first records
..and I can honestly hold credibility by purchasing as my first single 'The Show' by Doug E Fresh - early hiphop pioneer, aged 9.

However, this does nothing to change the fact that today I am a complete cunt.
(Fonkadelix is fucking bored, pass the crack pipe Mavis., Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:32, Reply)

Back in my baby days...
...Before Velcro suits were invented, I had a pair of purple and maroon striped polyester pyjamas that displayed amazing adhesive qualities. Things would just stick to it all the time. In many ways they were ahead of there time.
They also carried an impressive electrical charge too as I remember. Sparks would fly as I cuddled my parents goodnight.
But the worst thing about these pyjamas, was the physical act of putting them on. Those little bits of peeling skin round your finger nails would always catch on the inside of the sleeve as your mingers went down. Bloody hurt it did!
(Phalanges-Phil, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:29, Reply)

Boom Boom Boom
About 8 years ago I had a full basket ball kit with shorts going down to about an inch over my ankles. The vest said, on the front - "Sreetwise!" and on the back - "Make a statement!" This was when "Boom Boom Boom, let me here you say Way-ooh" by the Outhere Brothers came out.

I thought I was the shit.



Oh, and I had a shell suit that was blue, turquoise, white and pink.

And whoever it was that slagged of Transformers - YOU DIE, YOU DIE AND YOU GO TO HELL.
(bunny_333, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:04, Reply)

this is real bad
The first single i can remember buying was...
keith Harris and Orville.
i was a young child at the time, and have learned better since, but that memory is burned in my mind.
Also have the Huey Lewis Fore album as well.

Thank you.
(funkie, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 14:04, Reply)

The Monkees
Not only was I a charter member of the fan club in my home town, I planned to marry Mike Nesmith when I grew up. Sad part is, I still like him.
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 13:59, Reply)

My mom
bless her, once told me that shell suits and bermuda shorts were the 'in thing'.

And I'm sure they were.

But being of an age when I neither had the capability to put up a proper argument nor, to be honest, the fashion sense to be any the wiser, I had no choice but to don the aforementioned items of clothing and look not too dissimilar to a canary.

Scary thing? I actually thought the surfer dude bermuda shorts were pretty cool.

On another note, I'm quite concerned as I've noticed a couple of posts slagging off the Crystal Maze and Labyrinth. Now not only did I like the programmes then, but I do even now find myself occasionally flicking through the Sky channels in search of Mr O'Brien.

Personally my favourite was the Aztec zone.

I'll be off then
(lost_monkey, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 13:55, Reply)

Body!
My first ever attempt at fashion was a T shirt that said "BODY! WORKING IT OUT!". I wore it to the roller disco a few times, but being a couple of stone overweight people would invariably read it and say "Jesus, you can say that again". Sweat patches, tears and hyperventilation weren't a good look even back then.
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 13:12, Reply)

The evidence follows...
...but first a point to note 'Pablissimo' you had the same bad taste as me! I had Cotton Eyed Joe, Old Pop in an Oak and Wild N Free... I also had the Scatman John single and the Clock album.

Evidence:
Fashion...
* A purple and blue Nike shell suit - resplendent with iron burns on the back
* Some green and purple fake brand high-top trainers. Like wearing wooden clogs and impossible to run in. They even had one set of green and one set of purple laces
* Bermuda shorts - several pairs
* wraparound mirror sunglasses... The mirror was coloured.
* Grolsch tops - banned from our cub scout place so I had to take them off.
* a flourescent green towel material fire trap t-shirt

Music...
* Those mentioned above
* four Jean Michel Jarre albums on tape
* The Jurassic Park soundtrack
* The Simpsons Sing the Blues
* Space Themes - Synthasised covers
( beefandcheese, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 13:10, Reply)

i had a really cool badge
when i was five or six... I wore it back from junior school once, pinned to the lapel of my jacket.

my mum saw it and told me to take off the antler surrounded silver nazi badge immediatly.

no idea.
(magictorch, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 13:04, Reply)

Ugh
Odd socks in neon colours, bermuda shorts, a shell suit, novelty records (Star Trekkin', the Chicken Song et al)...truly the 80s was a decade without redeeming qualities. I think the worst of all, though, was getting a Chas 'n' Dave ablum off my uncle which I copied to tape, and played incessantly. And coloured in the labels on the tape with neon colours. I can feel my cheeks burning now.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:55, Reply)

I vaguely remember some
bright red tracksuit bottoms and various knitted goods from me nan. Looked like a right clown...
(Neilioso, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:37, Reply)

Fonkmaster Beats Da World!
My mum bought me a hooded fleece when I was about 14.

I was listening to GnR and Nirvana at the time, but my mum (bless her) bought this hoodie thing that said 'Fonkmaster Beats Da World!' on the back in BIG letters (in a circle around a globe).

Just in case anyone missed it, it said the same on the front, only a little smaller.

Quite who Fonkmaster was / is, or why he claimed to beat 'da world', I never knew... but I never wore it outside of my house.

My mum did, though.
(Seebeedee, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:21, Reply)

Labyrinth
As a child watching Labyrinth, I fancied David Bowie.

Yes. Even wearing tights.

Even with a mullet.

*shame*
( kitty_cat, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:20, Reply)

cor,
about 13/14, I bought one of those big black puffer jackets...

Bad enough by itself however this one had
STABILIZE
across the back in silver stitching.

sob.
( icezebra *insert large monkey*, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:12, Reply)

The Kids from Fame
Not only did I want to *be* Bruno Martelli, I went to see them live.

Twice.
( Pandini, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:07, Reply)

Not childhood
But I recently spent a whole pound on a musical christmas tie with a snowman that has flashing eyes. I thought it was a bit cool, but everyone else's reaction suggests otherwise.
( disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:06, Reply)

I shall never forgive my mum & nan
I once had a pair of purple callotes (sp?). Not so bad - but they had what i can only describe as sewn in braces. There is a picture of me somewhere wearing them with a thick cream jumper with the braces over the top. Eugh.

My nan also once took me to the opticians and when the time came for choosing my new glasses she gave me free reign. I came home with what can only be described as a pair of dame edna's finest. Same shape with purple speckles in the top outside corners and a horrible sickly torquiose colour. Also had a pair not unlike deidres from coronation street.

And this is all whilst under the age of 10!
(Mogg Questioned her own sanity on, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 12:00, Reply)

When I was 12
going to school in France; no school uniform, so quite easy to make a tit of yourself...

Middle of the summer, in Bermuda shorts, accidentally wore obviously odd socks (one red, the other blue). Everyone was wearing bermuda shorts at the time, but odd socks?
Someone at the back of the class mentioned that it looked quite cool (remember, this was France).

Cue three weeks of me purposefully wearing odd socks with Bermuda shorts.

Until the day I overheard someone mention that I looked f***ing stupid and that I was the laughing stock of the entire school. Even the 6 year-olds were laughing at me.
(lat297, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 11:56, Reply)

All these people saying hanson and childhood makes me feel old
First album I ever bought was Guns N Roses Use your illusion 2 so I'm not that embarassed but my girlfriend freely admits to writing to Jim'll fix it and asking for BROS to teach her primary school class. Twunts the pair of them.
(WOGAN'S WIG FIXER, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 11:41, Reply)

I had a cream coloured jacket...
...with a picture of a tiger on it. The tiger's head was on the front. His body was draped across my shoulder and his legs hung down the back. I thought this is to be very cool until I wandered round to the shops one day and a spotty twat said, "Watch out. You've got a tiger on your shoulder," and snorted with misguided laughter. I stopped wearing the jacket, not because I felt like the saddo I obviously was, but because I wanted no more attention from weirdos.

However, now travel by London Tube everyday so that didn't work.
( thealternativefact, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 11:30, Reply)

My two best friends
They got married in october.

In their spare room are about 2,000 transformer toys that the bloke collects. More at his old room in his mums house and in their loft.

In the same room are half a ton of care bears that his good lady wife collects. More at her old room at her parents along with her garfield collection.

Garfield not so bad taste - he rocks! But care bears and transformers? Unforgivable in my opinion.

Oh he also watches the transformers movie constantly, she watches care bear movies just as often, and he wears transformers t-shirts.

---

Not children, i know, but adults refusing to leave their childhood in the first place!
(Mogg Questioned her own sanity on, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 11:23, Reply)

Ye gods
Reading these posts has brought back some horrible memories.

Most vividly imprinted in my mind (after having successfully blanked it out for many years now):

White denim jacket over a black t-shirt. White denim hot-pants over thick black tights with white leg-warmers and black trainers.

Why did my mother let me out of the house? Shorts in January, ffs.
(Flurble - The Innocent One, Mon 13 Dec 2004, 11:16, Reply)