It’s true. I have decided to bring sexy back. However, my efforts might be a little different from what you imagine. I am bringing sexy back in a whole new 1980s kind of way.
For our last Chick Chat segment, my lovely bloggy friend, Peewee from ummmm, asked if I was wearing Madonna's black rubber band on my wrist. I am sorry to say that at the time I wasn’t, although based on the striking resemblance between the Material Girl and myself, I can see how the mistake is easily made.
(Note: If you are not sure, Madonna is in the first photo and I am in the second one.)
I was actually wearing one of the many black rubber bands that I usually have in my hair each and every day. Rest assured, though, that going forward these rubber bands will be replaced with Madonna’s infamous bracelets. (I don’t like to do anything half way.)
It seems that I might not be the only fashion forward female in the San Francisco Bay Area either. As I go about my daily routine, I have noticed that there are others like me, those who are making it a point to bring the sexiness of the 1980s back...
There was the woman who made me throw on the brakes last week when she decided to cross the street immediately in front of my car at the last possible moment. Normally, I would have laid on the horn and yelled out the window, but instead, I was stunned into silence as I gazed upon what she was wearing.
I couldn’t believe it. The woman that I almost mowed down with my car was walking across the street wearing a leotard, without a care in the world. Perhaps she was on her way to a yoga or ballet class? Input from our yoggie readers is definitely required...
Then there was the lovely teenage girl who bagged my groceries yesterday. I do my best to keep young and hip by listening to music popular with all of the cool kids in my neighborhood. I like to think that it helps me to relate to a younger generation and makes me better prepared for being cool in my kids’ eyes as they get older. Imagine my surprise when I looked down and saw this teenager wearing white high top tennis shoes…only partially laced...
What? I remember how desperately I wanted a pair of these shoes when I was in junior high. They would have matched perfectly with almost anything from the Wet Seal, where, in my humble opinion, all high fashion of the 1980s began and ended.
I don't want anyone who may be reading this post to think that my efforts to bring back the 80s extend to every aspect of this fabulous decade. I have made a decision to stay awake from both 1980s hairstyles
and most likely make-up,
But don't think for a minute that I would miss the chance to resurrect my purple, cut-off at the shoulder, Flashdance sweatshirt.
Because something as cool as that will never go out of style.