Ah, where to start.
I still own my 45 of Queen's "Another One Bites The Dust", of which I played endlessly, sometimes backwards to see if the rumor was true that if you listened hard enough the words were "marijuana is really fun".
I also have the turntable that I played my 45's on, complete with the little disc things to hold the 45 in place.
I remember when cartoons were shown on Saturday mornings only.
Love's Baby Soft
Colored mascara
Like, gag me with a spoon.
Couples skate at the roller rink was the Saturday night happening thing to do
Permanent scars on my forehead from curling iron injuries (had to get those wings just right, ya know!)
There was a smoking lounge at school, not for the faculty, but for the students.
My favorite word from my youth was "book". As in, I'm late for class, gotta book!
