So have you ever wondered what inspired me to jump on the train to blog-town? No? Well, I'm going to tell you anyway. In a word…Winona. No…not Judd (she’s much cuter) and not Ryder (although she likes to shop, she foregoes the “lifting” part). Somehow I stumbled upon Daddy Likey and, aside from the awesome name, I found myself thoroughly entertained by this blog. In fact, it’s the first blog I read on a regular basis (I was super late to the blog party…I think my invitation was lost in the mail.).
Anyway, DL was running a contest to find the most terrible, awful outfit readers wore as children/teens (mostly in the late 80s, early 90s). I was bored so I decided to enter. It was a little hard…not the writing part, but narrowing it down to just one amazingly bad outfit out of the hundreds I wore growing up (can you say cowprint cowgirl shirt and wrap skirt…with Ropers? Not. Even. Kidding.).
I ended up choosing one, entered the contest and was one of three finalists, which made me think I might be funny enough (to others, not just myself and TheProfessor) to actually write my own blog. Sadly, I didn’t win the contest (and the Charlie perfume, Boys to Men CD and Bonne Bell lip gloss prize pack – dammit!), but it remind me of how much I love to write about normal (i.e. non-work-related…not always normal) stuff.
So today’s Flashback is actually a two for one. A double-back if you will…
Not only did you get to learn why I started blogging, I’ll also let you in on the post that started it all. Mine is the first one, codename: Mortified. Read it and you’ll see why that moniker is especially fitting..
Which bring us to your assignment. Since I’ve spilled it about my hideous outfit, I want to hear about yours. You can even send pictures if you want to itwasfunnyinmyhead@yahoo.com and I’ll post them when I return.
And by the way, I realize I’m totally stealing Winona’s idea, which I would usually never do…but it was such a good one and I’m giving her credit. So I’m sure she (and you) will forgive me.
Today's title selection: You’re the Inspiration – Chicago
4 comments:
Ohhhh!!!! I've got some uber lovely pictures of myself and Sarah B at Band Camp. Yes, that's right. At Band Camp. When I get home, I shall scan the old ass pictures and email you something good to laugh at. Band Camp. Yep.
I have been trying to decide what horrible outfit to write about all weekend (because there are so many for me to choose from), and I think I'll settle on my Friday go-to 'fit, junior year of highschool, 1989: black leather mini-skirt from Wilson's Suede and Leather (in Town East Mall), with some trampy "blouse" and black flats embellished with silver metal studs. If it was cold, I might wear some shear black pantyhose. Nevermind I was completely uncomfortable, not to mention inappropriately dressed for sitting in a highschool classrom, I was lookin HAWT and I am sure my Geometry teacher, Mrs. McGintey, appreciated that.
I think I burned all unflattering pictures of myself (but Grandma has them plastered all over her house anyway).
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Happened upon your blog - love the name and that all your posts have song titles. Genious!
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