The 1980's: Oh, the humanity!
Recently, a good friend of ours, I'll call him Pat (because that's his name *rimshot*), turned forty. The big four-oh. His wife, we'll call her Arion-May, decided to celebrate 1980's style. Her reasoning: "It was the highlight of Pat's life -- the 1980's were very good to Pat."
Indeed.
However, the 1980's were awfully good to another person present -- my pretty wife! Check the picture for all the evidence that you need: she bagged the award for The Biggest Hair, and she's a natural in the tacky white 'shoulder' jacket! (Click to enlarge.)
I went to the party wearing something that I never wore in the actual Eighties: a muscle shirt and a rising sun headband. Fun had by all, especially Tim, who showed an uncanny resemblance to Mike Score of the 1980's phenomenon, Flock of Seagulls.
Indeed.
However, the 1980's were awfully good to another person present -- my pretty wife! Check the picture for all the evidence that you need: she bagged the award for The Biggest Hair, and she's a natural in the tacky white 'shoulder' jacket! (Click to enlarge.)
I went to the party wearing something that I never wore in the actual Eighties: a muscle shirt and a rising sun headband. Fun had by all, especially Tim, who showed an uncanny resemblance to Mike Score of the 1980's phenomenon, Flock of Seagulls.
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