Easiest blog post ever...so easy that I'm not even going to finish the sentence with words. One guess what my favorite decade was:
This was one of my favorite shirts, I wore it all the time.
This was deep in my "visible undergarments phase."
No, I'm not getting married in this one--it was when I was presented
as a candidate for the Arts Society Ball.
Which sounds slightly more pretentious than it actually was.
I should probably say something like "This is my favorite decade because I have finally married my darling Opie and we are blissfully happy." But we are still early into this decade--I'll say that in 2020. Besides, this was when I actually met my Opie.
This is Opie circa 1989-what a blondie bear he was!
Besides, what's not to love: Big hair (you should hear about the time I got a perm), I was soooooo skinny (though I thought I was fat, go figure), I had no responsibilities, dance music was fun and not so aggressive (Mike Birbiglia has a hilarious bit about this!), and clothes of questionable taste (wasn't a teacher then so didn't care about inappropriate attire!)
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