Are you kidding me?

So I went shopping the other day which deserves a blog entry of its own, seeing as how I hate shopping. But, I drug myself to the store and attempted to buy clothes for a body that's not quite back to its pre-pregnancy size, but I like to pretend that it is anyway. So, this is what I found.

And my question is: ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I know I am not on the cutting edge of what's trendy these days, but didn't I wear this stuff in 1985?

And while I like the 80's as much as the next girl, I am not quite ready to pull out my keds. Once you go neon, believe me, you can go back. I do have fond memories of the 80's. I loved my garbage pail kids, jam shorts, side ponytails, Jem and the Holograms, shirt corners tied in knots, care bears, and Madonna. Oh, how I loved taking my little white boom box outside and shakin' it to Whitney Houston and NKOTB!!! However, I went to a Christian school, so I also had to shake it to my Twila Paris and Sandi Patti tapes. I had my requisite Kirk Cameron poster on my wall and I do believe that I owned an Alf doll.

All that being said, it was great. It was fun. It is nostalgic. And it is over. I refuse to wear neon again. I refuse to shop until this trend is over. And I refuse to wear slap bracelets all over again. I do, however, plan to download a few NKOTB songs. Some things are just a little too dear to the heart.