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When we start out in the world it's not our fault if we accidentally latch on to liking really bad stuff. Well, at least, that's the only reason I can come up with for owning Huey Lewis and the News' album Fore!
What early bad taste can you confess to?
( , Fri 10 Dec 2004, 13:24)
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Music: House, techno and assorted rubbish (2 Unlimited, Real 2 Reel, Shaggy, Capella, Culture Beat, Chakka Demus & Pliers, Ace Of Base), circa 1994 to 1999 (I gradually moved into Blur, REM and The Troggs around 1997).
Footwear: everyone else is wearing Reebok Pumps, Puma Discs and Nike Air, I am wearing Astroturf Football Boots, due to my narrow feet (in my defence, I didn't actually like these), cue much ridicule at school (outside school, I think I had Cica trainers, not exactly the epitome of cool).
Best of All: my choice of school bag; remember those Head sports bags that were vaguely toblerone shaped and had a detatchable shoe bag? The main bag would be one colour, with the straps and shoe bag another. To be fair, these were pretty popular bags, but what colours did I choose? Grey (fair enough) and Pink! Not only did I carry an obviously girls bag around secondary school, but when it eventually wore out, I made my parents get me another one exactly the same.
Oh, and for the record, there's nothing wrong with Huey Lewis - the man did (some of) the music for (and starred in) Back To The Future!
[edit: for further shame, the first single I bought was Saturday Night by Whigfield and I had a penchant for luminous, toweling socks (got 3 pairs (pink, green, yellow) from QS when I was probably about 9 years old, and was still wearing them when I was 18 and the elactic had long sinced perished (they may even have travelled to university with me but have long since disappeared); come to think of it, it was only at university that someone pointed out to me that I didn't have to tuck my t-shirt into my trousers ALL THE TIME.]
[edit2: deliberate bad taste: whilst at uni (1997), I went into George at Asda and got myself a lovely pair of white jeans and a horrible, bright orange and green, tartan-like shirt. Add to this, my belt with a chunky buckle, big fat Kickers trainers (which were actually pretty cool) and the fact that it was a hot summer, so I wore the shirt unbuttoned - I looked like a complete and utter chav (some years before the word came back into use) and am amazaed that my girlfriend didn't dump me; I also once turned up dressed in black jeans, and white roll-neck top and a black and white houndstooth jacket and insisted that we go to the pub (like everyone else, she pointed out that I looked like Des Lynam).]
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