Now I do not wish to boast, but I have been blessed with an extraordinary ability to trip over my own feet. This is yet to deter me from dancing.
I vividly remember my first school disco. It took place in the summer of 1991; I was eight years old and the pressure was on to look spectacular – so I decided against wearing my usual turquoise shell suit, psychedelic slap bracelet and scuffed plimsoles.
My chosen dress was floral, frilly and adorned with bows. It complemented my favourite Alice band beautifully. Jelly shoes were a must, as were cycling shorts, beneath said dress to prevent inadvertent knicker flashing.
I accessorised with a plethora of friendship bracelets, my beloved Mickey Mouse watch and a Minnie Mouse purse (in which I stored my cherry flavoured roll-on lip-gloss). For my hair – I opted for very high pigtails, tied with purple ribbon. If the elastic hadn’t snapped in one of my knee-high socks, then my overall look would have been flawless.
Uneven socks aside – the disco was fabulous! My two left feet and I danced the night afternoon away with friends and loved every minute! I drank orange squash with wild abandon and made the most of the complimentary nibbles. I also learnt a lot in those few short hours:
1. I was in desperate need of air guitar lessons.
2. “When the working day is done, girls just want to have fun”. (Cyndi Lauper)
3. “If you want to know if he loves you so, it’s in his kiss”. (Cher)
4. “I’m not gonna spend my life bein’ a colour”. (Michael Jackson)
I fell in love with music that day. Years on and my illicit affair with it continues.
When my husband Tony and I first started dating and I was getting ready to go out – I used to listen to music in my room. There was one song in particular that struck a chord – and I played it over and over again. It’s a bit old-school, but I simply adored the sentiment:
I didn’t mentioned this to Tony at the time, but four years later, after we got engaged (and I knew for certain that he felt the same way) I told him that I used to listen to a song called “When I Fall in Love”. He immediately burst into song. Just not the one I was referring to:
If you watch the video from 2:14 to 2:48 you’ll see the particular snippet of this musical masterpiece Tony serenaded me with.
He’s definitely a keeper.
Cute. Loved the trip down memory lane… I loved jellies. Had em in every color:)
Jellies were amazing! I was only allowed one pair, so went with transparent ones, to coordinate with every outfit. I was wise for one so young 😉
Aww what a lovely post! I love the idea of a dress with bows for a disco! 🙂 I love Jelly shoes!!! 🙂
Oh and I had never heard the Ant n Dec version of When I fall in love. EEEEK! :):)
Thank you! I’m pretty sure all the girls wore frilly dresses with bows on back then. I was at the forefront of fashion 😉
The Ant and Dec version is AWFUL isn’t it? Makes me smile now though 😀
Thank you, as always 😀 Stay smiley 🙂
Love your taste in love songs with Nat King Cole. The classics are classic for a reason. 🙂
Keep the love flowing, Pippi !
Definitely an oldie but a goodie 🙂
Pippi Longstocking! Ah, memories… 😉
Wow, if you really got married to a guy with such bad taste in music, it must be LOVE. Hahaha.
He also knows all of the words to ‘Let’s Get Ready to Rhumble’ (yes, they included an superfluous ‘h’ in the name).
Definitely love! 😀
I just love that word plimsols. I can still remember wearing a white pair that always needed that gooey white substance to clean them. Since moving to South Africa, plimsols have been missing from my vocab, out here any kind of running shoe etc is called a Takkie!
A Takkie! That’s the best name ever! Vastly superior to our humble plimsole! 🙂
Today I learnt some South African / Afrikaan 😀
Here’s some Welsh for you: Microwave = Popty ping 🙂 You’re welcome 😉
Your posts continue to make me smile days after reading them!!!!
What a lovely thing to say, thank you so much 🙂
I’ve spent my whole life thinking I’m a bit odd. It’s great to finally have an outlet for my crazy ramblings! 🙂
Thank you for introducing me to the Cult of Ant and Dec. Really, it’s hard not to believe that this is a parody directed by Ricky Gervais. The rap is magnificent. MAGNIFICENT. If your husband knows all the words to this he is a very special man.
You are welcome. 🙂 It doesn’t seem real does it?
The rapping really is magnificent – and yes, my husband is very special indeed 😉
That musical rap is AMAZING! I am quite envious that you were serenaded with such a musical gem! 🙂
Oh yes, it was really quite magical! 😉 If only I’d had a camcorder to hand… Drat and double drat 🙂
Don’t know what I want to say but this post really made me smile!
That’s all I need to know 🙂 Thank you! I’m on a mission to get the world smiling 😀
Wow – I remember jelly shoes, slap bracelets, and bike shorts under dresses. Funny stuff….
I remember thinking that slap bracelets were the coolest invention in the world. EVER. Imagine how I would have reacted if I’d seen an iPod at the age of eight! 🙂 Thanks!
Over-stimulation, for sure.
Jess, I lovingly present the Liebster Blog Award to you so that others may connect with you through your blog and learn about your beautiful life. I know you have won this already, but think you deserve it again and again.
Thank you so much! I am totally honoured 😀 Delighted that you think I have a beautiful life! 🙂 Smiley, smiley 😀
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