I know that not all of you can remember the 1980s....
Fleur Fisher recently posted The Dream Academy's 1985 music video for "Life in a Northern Town". This was one of my favorites in high school and it brought back a flood of memories. The song always made me melancholy--but that good kind of teen angst melancholy that was fun to wallow around in from time to time. Regardless of what the words of the song actually mean to convey, for me it was about getting out of a small town where I wasn't exactly popular and getting to a big city. And I was crazy for anything English yet couldn't imagine actually getting to England one day.
I wouldn't want to relive those years, but sometimes I do wish I could go back and change a few things knowing what I know now. But I guess that would change the present, and I have no desire to do that.
So grab your leg warmers and enjoy a good laugh at my expense.
|1984 (15 years old)|
My last crush on a girl was the girl in the pink dress.
The girl serving the punch was my best pal.
This was one of he photo proofs for my senior picture.
This picture was taken less four hours after a late night in Minneapolis
with my first boyfriend - and a college boy at that.
Last day of high school.
My hair grew for about another 8 months before I got it cut off.
And yes, those are Girbaud jeans.
Much to my surprise, just four years after The Dream Academy song
I managed a trip to the UK. Here I am on a train from B'ham to Glasgow.