The year? 1983
I was in high school and one of the things I really, really wanted was a T-shirt. Oh, but not any T-shirt. No. I wanted a Frankie Goes to Hollywood shirt. Sadly, I was a penniless teen from a family of six. The odds of my mother spending hard earned dollars on a silly white T-shirt were slim at best.
But I was a lucky girl. My boyfriend bought me one! I loved that T-shirt. Loved. It. I wore it and wore it…until it went out of style.
The sand passed through the hour glass of time. My boyfriend dumped me (I should write about that sometime), I graduated, married my Beloved, had babies. Frankie never crossed my mind again. Until today that is.
I took my sweet girl to Target so that she could purchase a new pair of pants and while browsing the T-shirts what should my wandering eyes spy? Why a Frankie Goes to Hollywood T-shirt of course! I couldn’t believe it. I showed it to daughter and even sang for her.
She was…unimpressed.
All I could say is, “Relax!”
Ha! I guess this is proof that we should hold onto the clothes we have now - they'll be cool again in 2028 :)
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I happened to stumble on your blog. I love your writing style! I'll definitely be back to read more :)
Would you believe Missa bear is wearing the white shirt with pink teddy bears that I wore when my beloved and I were dating? She had it on the other day - she is the second daughter it has been through.
ReplyDeleteThen there is Frankie who has gone to Hollywood - ROFL - the memories
relax ...
boy were we hot!!!
Hi Annie -
ReplyDeleteI love the hot pink, but the whole Frankie thing is lost on me. Guess I'm too old. LOL!
Blessings,
Susan :)
www.susanjreinhardt.blogspot.com
Ok, do a post on Frankie of Hollywood. I think I missed the 80s.
ReplyDeleteHehe. That is too funny. I remember Frankie - I'd have sung along with you :)
ReplyDeleteHeidi