Ah, yes. The 80s. What a decade it was! And the fashion. Unforgettable. Take a trip down memory lane with me, as we revisit the decade of shoulder pads, fluro accessories and big hair.
The other night on Twitter, a few of my tweeps and I were tweeting about 80s fashion. After one tweet, where I admitted to wearing a white frilled skirt and matching top with black polka dots during that time, one of my tweeps said she thought she'd had the same outfit. Well, Nomie (of Under the Yardarm), I've put a picture of it below for you, along with some others I thought everyone might like. And I'm issuing a challenge.
I started the 80s aged 9, and was 19 by the time it was over. My "fashion" (if you could call it that) followed the basic trends. Shoulder pads, layers, frilled skirts, and chunky earrings. All worn, of course, with big hair at times. And whilst I have no photographic proof of it, I also wore fluro belts with matching socks, stirrup pants, leg warmers, fingerless gloves and blue opal lipstick. (Remember that? It was pink with a hint of blue in it. Classy.)
Allow me to share (and perhaps embarrass myself in the process) a few piccies with you. (Please excuse the quality of the photos. My scanner's on the blink, and this was the best I could do.) Let's head back to the 80s...
Christmas Day 1984
In this photo I was 14 years old, and full of attitude. (I was photographed with my niece and nephew, but have chosen not to embarrass them as well. But I will say one was in a Ken Done t-shirt, and the other in a Divine (remember that singer?) t-shirt.) Check out the flicked hair. And that shirt underneath the white jumpsuit (yes, I said "jumpsuit")! The sleeves were yellow netting.
I had just had a disastrous perm. It put me off going to the hairdressers for years! I looked like Olivia Newton-John at the end of Grease when I came out of the salon. And not in a cool way. (That's our dog Benji with me by the way.)
Still with the perm, but also the light denim. Denim jacket, denim jeans and always a bright colour was worn underneath. I'm wearing blue, but I also wore orange and green with this ensemble. Note: my jeans are tucked in to my socks. This was very much the fashion. I'm wearing a sort of sneaker here because I'm on holiday, but I also had white, low boots that I'd tuck my pants in to, always with the socks shown above the boots.
This was my Year 11 school ball outfit. I hired it. Well, Mum hired it for me. Turned out, two other girls were wearing the same thing. Just in different colours. (One in lavender, one in hot pink.) I was a good sport about it. We had a photo taken together on the night, but I didn't get a copy. (Dammit. Would have been great to post THAT!)
Hubby calls this my "bogan haircut". I'd like to point out I was not a bogan. I may have looked like one in the 80s, but I was definitely not one.
Fast forward another year, and here I am at my Year 12 school ball. I was obsessed with "Pretty in Pink" the movie, so dressed accordingly. This time, my dress was made for me. Just like Molly Ringwald made hers. (Oh, ok, that's not quite the same thing, but you get my drift. Right?) I even insisted on pink lace. The lady fitting it was a rather large Italian woman. At one point during a fitting, she grabbed my breasts and said something like, "Not much here." Yeah, thanks for that. Needless to say, padding was included in my frock. (You will note: I didn't start with much, so not even padding was particularly effective.)
And, um, yes. That's a big pink bow in my hair at the back.
Here I am on my way out to dinner with my parents and my bestfriend to celebrate the end of high school. (We went to the local Chinese restaurant - pretty much the one restaurant my parents frequented - infrequently (does that make sense?) - and we'd always order honey king prawns). I remember the day Mum and I went shopping for this outfit. It was expensive back in the day, but Mum couldn't resist it because she really loved it on me. I really wish she had.
You probably can't see the detail, but the white patterns on the jacket and skirt are actually panthers or something. It had big shoulder pads, and a kind of elasticity to the skirt. Don't you love that I've paired it with black stockings and white shoes? (What on earth was I thinking?)
This was taken at our end of high school celebration. I was having a particularly bad hair day. You can't really see it here, but my hair was kind of flat on top. (And of course, flat hair in the 80s was a disaster.) Here you are Nomie - the polka dot skirt and top I told you about!
Here I've recycled the polka dot top to pair with a pencil skirt and one of those stretchy belts that were so hot back then. I'm off to my first ever job interview for a business magazine (in advertising sales). I got the job.
The earrings I'm wearing must have been a favourite at the time. I think this is the fourth photo now that I'm wearing them in!
Here's the layering I was talking about. Jacket, skirt and pants. I thought I looked very cool in this outfit. Cutting edge. The jacket had shoulder pads, of course. And the pink top underneath? A jumper. Must have been cold that day.
I'm leaning against my very first car. A Datsun 120Y.
This was my "alternative" phase. Lots and lots of black. I was on my way to a hip nightclub for alternatives in Perth, WA back then. I would dance to Dead or Alive, Pet Shop Boys and Bananarama no doubt. I remember on more than one occasion, standing outside that particular club and passersby in their cars would call out, "On your way to a funeral hey, luv?" *Yawn*
By God. I think I'm wearing those bloody earrings again! *Cringe*
Check out the funky wallpaper and carpet in the background. Noice.
New Year's Eve 1988
This was very much the look at the time. White top, brown belt, black shorts, white socks and black slip-on shoes. The earrings I'm wearing are black roses. I felt very trendy. But not unique. Most of the girls at this party were dressed almost identical to me.
My hair is up and, yes, that's a little black bow with a white rose clipped in to my hair. I was probably dancing to Rick Astley at the time. "Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you doooownn."
This was my "vest stage". I had a number of vests that were always paired with a white top, jeans, black shoes and white socks. Check out the stonewash in those jeans! I'm also wearing a, ahem, scrunchie in my hair.
I think I'm standing the way I am, because I'm taking off Kylie Minogue in her "Wouldn't Change a Thing" video clip. At least, that what comes to mind as soon as I look at this pic.
I just had to include it for the hair. I think I went crazy with the hairspray.
I was really in to wearing these light, chiffon type shirts back then. I'd pair it with a black tank top, or sometimes, just a black bra and black camisole! Ooh. Daring.
Later, I would incorporate my love of both vests and chiffon in to a top that looked like a vest from the front, but had chiffon sleeves and a chiffon back. I would wear just a black bra under it. Stylish.
I also liked long, chunky necklaces at the time, and big, hooped earrings.
Well, that's me in the 80s. I thought my choice of clothing fairly tame.
Now, here's the challenge...do you dare to share? What did you wear in the 80s? Did you have big hair? Do you have a great pic of you in some Madonna-inspired outfit? If you do, I want to see it!
You can attach a pic to the comments if you wish, or post it on your own blog and leave a link here, or put it on Twitter and announce it to all!) I'd love to see that.
I might have to do the 90s at some stage. I have two words for you for the early 90s. Hot + pants.
Until next time...