Tucson High School, 1983
You saw this coming, right? It was inevitable, what with all the reminiscing on this blog these days. Yes: that's my senior prom portrait, and yes, what you are witnessing is a real live New Romantic two-tone hairdo with long bangs down to my mouth. This is by far the most embarrassing thing I've ever posted, and that's saying something.
The event was a dud; a totally boring prom. My date was a very nice girl who I didn't really know very well. It was a situation where, for some reason, everybody I knew was all, like, "You have to take Estelle to the prom," and I was, like, "Duh, OK." I still don't know what was up with that. Were they trying to fix us up? Couldn't they tell? I mean, really.
Is that New Wave enough for you? No? OK, if you think that's not quite excruciating enough, here's a mercifully grainy shot from the year before, 1982:
I have to admit, whenever I hear anybody moan about how awful their high school years were, I feel sorry for them.
11 comments:
Words desert me! I love these tales of Arizona in the 80's.
Burlap. Goddam. Why didn't I think of that?
This is totally fabulous. I am having flashbacks to my black pants with with red piping purchased at the local new wave clothing emporium (one of, oh, three in the whole state of Connecticut, I think).
Tee hee. You look absolutely divine - straight out of MTV!
That burlap sack prom dress story is the best.
More, please! These are wonderful.
And Barbie!!!!
Condi who??!! This Arizona-centric blogging is pure gold! You are on fire right now. Keep going!
Oh, my brother had that hair in the mid-80s. We called it his My Little Pony 'do!
i thought the look was more 70s than 80s
Great story about the McDonalds and creative couture. Proms should never be taken too seriously. We had an Alice In Wonderland theme with heavy emphasis on the day-glo paint, bad-acid-trip aspect of the story. FUN! (That was in the early 70s so most people didn't even get it! Ha!)
You and your date (junior year) look like two people who would have been fun to hang out with.
"Couldn't they tell?"
Years of women drooling over Ricky Martin and all I could think was...
Maybe you should just think of yourself as very lucky and save the pity. Sometimes things dont work out for other folks and that fact remains regardless of of the cause of less than ideal lives.
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