Flashback

I love the 1980s, and I look back fondly on them.  Apparently, I'm delusional, because a friend recently shared these pictures with me.

1982.  Now don't get all excited. Ron is just a friend of a friend. I guess I knew him, but I don't remember him at all.  Carol (the blond) and Ron are the few people I knew at this wedding.

The hair.  Oh. My. Gosh.  And our white jackets.  And our ugly little blouse collars.

And then there was this.  I don't remember ever looking this skinny.  I never *was* this skinny.  All hunched over. Surely unflattering shoes.  And I have no chest!  

I am fascinated--in the same way I am when I pass a wreck and can't help but look!