Bad Taste from cradle to now
Was given glasses at age 5 that were pink with upswept corners, not unlike Dame Edna's.

Wore little blue corduroy slippers with bells sewed to them. My sister hated hers, so she ate the bells off. My mum spent two anxious days 'going through the motions' so to speak to ensure the jinglies actually came out.

Had a mum into making our own clothes, and the sunday best outfit choices were a corduroy dress where the left side was orange, the right side blue, and with two pockets, orange on the blue side, blue on the orange side.

I went to Sunday School and thought the height of excitement was when my sister won a coconut at the Church Fete. I won a dolly on a stick, and my mum promptly took the doll off the stick, and kept the stick, telling us kids that if we were ever naughty, she would smack us with it. And she kept her word - how cruel, beating your own child with part of a TOY.

Moved on to a fairly average mid teens time, with my sister and I receiving matching knit sack dresses with a cat design on that mimicked the ones the girls from ABBA wore.

Got to high school, no dramas there, but had a jacket with removable sleeves which I literally wore to a rag. Around this time, I became obsessed with Star Wars after seeing it at the cinema, and I spent all my money collecting the bubblegum cards, probably worth something to someone now, I still have them. Ghostbusters was all the rage, one of my first albums, although I can proudly claim the Eagles Hotel California as my first purchase, which was rapidly followed by every Monty Python album.

Went to college and had a fling with wearing electric blue leggings with a blouse like a druggie's worst nightmare = fruit salad. Wore a red beret and a blue beret alternately. Had a collection of badges which I changed each day according to my mood.

Now my only guilty pleasure is in owning a tie dyed shirt from Alaska that would burn your retinas out. And I love it.

I have so many years of dagdom ahead of me! The bliss!
( Shazzoir Old enough to know better young enough not to care, Wed 15 Dec 2004, 11:36, Reply)