I have a lot of photos of me in the ‘80’s … not sure I’d share most of them mind you! This is the only photo I happen to have on my phone so I thought I’d share it.
I think I’m 19 in this picture, so just scraping into the 80’s at 1989. As you can see, I’m not a redhead at all but a blonde … although obviously, highlights were all the rage back then.
(Have you noticed I’m trying really hard to ignore the flowery top?)
I pretty much looked like Jon Bon Jovi from the age of 15 to 25 and need to apologise to my hair for the amount of bleach and perms I put on it. I wasn’t alone though – we ALL had perms. Even the men. Especially the men.
This photo was taken on holiday (hence the garish top!) and I was probably with my parents and my first real boyfriend (as opposed to imaginary) who later became my husband when I was 20. Shocking isn’t it! The fact I was married at 20, not the flowery top.
My teen years were spent wearing a whole ton of make-up, tipping my head upside down and spraying a can of hairspray on it before I even contemplated going out and drinking a lot of Lambrini (amongst other things.)
I loved my childhood and my teenage years. College aged 17 was THE best time ever. I had a Saturday job working in a dry cleaners yet still managed to go clubbing four times a week (four!!!) on the £1.35 per hour I earned.
The 80’s were brilliant and it’s such a shame *cough* that I don’t have more photos I can share with you today!