all about the 80s challenge – Day 29 – Swatch watch!

For real. This is the post I was most excited for. 

Do you know how much I love a Swatch Watch? In my day, the Swatch was sold in a case at the Limited (very convienent to me at St. Vincent Mall in S'port). I'm also calling this day fair game to discuss other 80s accessories.

I had a few Swatch Watches. My favorite:

Pink Flamingo
Yes, that would be my 1986 Pink Flamingo. Guess what? You can find old Swatches here. Yes, I know how exciting that is. Yes, mine is currently out of stock and I am on a list to be notified when they get one. I loved this watch. Come on – pink and green (and blue) and polka dots. Is it me or what? I know.

Let's also have a look at my necklace of choice: the Twistabead.

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I had these very Twistabeads. If you don't recall, these were beads that you twisted together and could add a claspy-thing. I loved these bitches. You know what I loved just as much?

The Add-a-Bead necklace.

Addabead
Bitches loved Add-a-Beads. Add-a-Beads were like some kind of necklace lay-away (OMG remember lay-away? for those of you who didn't grow up poor – lay-away was something your broke ass parents could pay weekly on to purchase big-ticket items. LIKE A BIKE FOR CHRISTMAS). You would get the necklace for your birthday or Christmas or Hanukkah or whatever and one bead. Then for the next holiday or whatever, you would get another bead or two and in a few years you'd have enough beads so that you didn't look like you didn't have a Mr. T Starter Set. And if you didn't have an Add-a-Bead necklace you were not cool. My Aunt Vicki gave me my Add-a-Bead necklace in silver when I was 11 because she wanted me to be cool.

And that leads us to the gift  that started my obsession with my monogram.

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The Bermuda Bag. No, I don't know why it's called that. My Aunt Vicki gave me a red corduroy (just like this one) Bermuda Bag with my monogram in navy. The bags had mother-of-pearl buttons and you could change out the covers, but I never did that. At some point I got gum stuck in my purse and that was the end of my Bermuda Bag. These bags tried to make a comeback a few years ago, but who wants to hold a bag with a wooden handle that can't fit a decent wallet? Still, I loved that bag. Probably because I owned it when I was 12 and didn't have a wallet.

Comments

  1. Twistabeads…year:1984(summer to be exact), place: World’s Fair in NOLA(where the parental units would bring you and some friends, turn you loose, saying “meet me at the space shuttle Enterprise at X time”)and then we take off to buy twistabeads from the street vendors there would sell them. In all kinds of different colors…ooohhh!

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