I took my kids to the mall the other day to bum around and do some shopping. We were in all our pretzel and cheese glory, had fun in the arcade, bought some cool video games and then we went into a “young” clothes store. It was like a time warp to me. My teenage son (13) looked extremely uncomfortable being in there with his mom, my youngest was in awe over all the skulls. I was in search of a t-shirt and found the perfect one - David Bowie in “Labryinth”. I figured I’d take an extra large to be on the safe side, found my size and unfolded it to bask in the 80s glow. The extra large would not fit around one of my legs. I was heartbroken. The same way I am heartbroken when I go into department stores and want the clothes in the junior department instead of the “women’s” section. I hate the clothes for “my age”. Why can’t they make cool clothes for 40 year olds!? If you know of any – PLEASE TELL ME WHERE!!! (and please let me be able to get there via the internet because there is no stores around here!)But I digress – let’s get back to the clothes store and the mortified look on my sons face when we find the Converse shoes on the shelf, the same ones I have on my 40year old feet. He just looked at me. What? Could mom possibly have an ounce of coolness in her? And then the wall of 80s ecstasy shone its neon lights on me. I walked over, in my cool Converse, and gazed at the fingerless gloves, neon and black rubber bracelets, belts and bracelets with studs, neon shoe laces, I mean just everything you could possibly find in a store in the 80s was there on that wall. I immediately began picking things up and realized something…where the hell would I wear this stuff? I would be one of those old people we used to laugh at in the mall. I have become “one of those”. Sigh….so I put the bracelets and gloves back and walked out with no Labryinth t-shirt and no rubber bracelets, only a sad heart and the knowledge that the 80s would have to stay in the 80s for me except on Halloween. It was fun taking the time warp back into the 80s again though and it brought a smile on my face when I remembered how much fun we had with our fashion and with our music. I wouldn’t trade those days for the world.
