As a child, I was a fashion leader. Well, maybe I thought I was a leader but looking back I was more of a kick ass follower. I grew up straight smack in the middle of the 80’s and I could rock the fads with the best of them.
Just to name a few…
I waited months for a Cabbage Patch Doll. In those days you did not get to choose what you got. You just waited and waited and like I tell my kids now, “You get what you get and you don’t pitch a fit”.
Garbage Pail Kids. Gross but we all had them against the wishes of our parents. Smelly Kelley and her friends may have been my first act of real rebellion.
I had Unicorn Gel Stickers on my Trapper Keepers and a sticker collection that was incredible.
I wore Guess Jeans that never fit my always curvy little body. They either had a zipper on the leg or were fashionably pegged.
I loved my jellies so much I can’t wait to buy them for my own girls. Yes, they are at Gap Kids.
I rocked a Swatch watch and one awesome Christmas I got a Swatch phone…to go with a phone line in my room. I know, it was like, awesome.
Legwarmers, well I loved them. And my gorgeous mom was an aerobics teacher so they were never in short supply.
I thought Gem was truly truly truly outrageous.
I think I learned to roller skate at the same time I learned to ride a bike. Roller rinks were just so wicked cool.
The list goes on, fads came and went. I grew up. Now I have a daughter who is just now starting to beg for the latest and greatest trinket.
She loves charm bracelets, and I told her she hasn’t seen anything yet. I had the greatest charm necklace in the world. I loved it. It was one of the first fads I embraced. I thought my necklace was gorgeous. Actually, I still do.
I am in 2nd grade here. That’s my little brother Graham. He rocked the bowl cut don’t you think? But the necklace – incredible isn’t it?
Fads may seem silly, but actually, looking back they are part of the fabric of my childhood. I have a million wonderful memories of my youth that have nothing to do with the latest and greatest, but I find that those fads are a staccato in my timeline. They make my memories more clear. I can focus on what I was wearing and see it in photos. Many recollections begin with laughter about the particular fad I was embracing.
So, I am cool with letting my kids indulge in some fads. I did not grow up to be dependent on what other people are doing or lose my own identity in my plastic charms. I thought I would rage against being a follower in all things, but now I actually have kids. And well, some of these fads are totally rad.
What did you rock in your youth? Do you let your kids follow the fads?