A little over a week ago.
One of Madeline’s soccer coaches, who happens to be a friend of ours, shouts over.
“Hey, Madeline, tell your Mom to give back her sunglasses. The 80s are over.”
To which I say.
Dude. The 80s were good.
Beverly Hills, 90210.
Wham! Or more specifically George Michael from his “Faith” years.
The Beastie Boys.
ET and Top Gun.
Flashdance, Footloose, and The Breakfast Club.
On a completely separate, but related, footnote, we had a family night movie night recently and watched the new version of Footloose. ‘Twas ok, but the original was heaps better.
21 Jump Street. The Facts of Life. Diff’rent Strokes. Family Ties.
Pac-Man. Donkey Kong. Tetris. Super Mario Bros. Nick doesn’t understand how I even know about Super Mario Bros. Please, I know.
Rainbow Bright. Strawberry Shortcake. The Smurfs.
Need I say more?
Yeah, I didn’t think so.
My favorite kind of sunglasses are the ones where you can’t see me roll my eyes.
And a whopping $5 at Five Below? Even better.
Mostly because I lose sunglasses way.too.frequently. to pay more than $5-10 a pair.
I am currently on the look-out for a similar pair, but a non-mirrored version.
So the soccer coach has been warned.
If YOU happen to have an aviator-style pair of sunglasses.
Or cop glasses.
Or a mirrored version.
I’m with you.
The 80s? Embrace it.
*And the term “sunnies” to refer to sunglasses? Can’t stand it. Mostly because it sounds like we have become too lazy to pronounce that extra syllable that the word sunglasses brings. Take that, fashion bloggers.
*And in a somber moment, I sadly have not been able to wear sunglasses since a week ago Saturday, because it has been grey and wet and rainy and downright chilly every day since. I do believe this is Day 9 and I was over it around Day 3. So was my basement.