- they were not comfortable at all
Not only was I a dork, I was a citrus smelling dork! 
dmslush said:Okay, I am sure that I am going to win this one!!
We were very, very poor growing up. Mom NEVER bought me a rain slicker. She would tear a hole in a plastic trashbag and put it over me (head poking out the hole) and send me to the bus stop with it on anytime it was raining. When the little yellow slickers were in style, I wanted one so bad, I would cry and cry for one. So, being the fabulous mother (not!) that she is, she bought a box of those nifty yellow, lemon scented trashbags![]()
Not only was I a dork, I was a citrus smelling dork!
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dmslush said:Okay, I am sure that I am going to win this one!!
We were very, very poor growing up. Mom NEVER bought me a rain slicker. She would tear a hole in a plastic trashbag and put it over me (head poking out the hole) and send me to the bus stop with it on anytime it was raining. When the little yellow slickers were in style, I wanted one so bad, I would cry and cry for one. So, being the fabulous mother (not!) that she is, she bought a box of those nifty yellow, lemon scented trashbags![]()
Not only was I a dork, I was a citrus smelling dork!
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BUT....hair is another matter altogether.
Two words....HOME PERM! The worst looking mess ever and it was *always* just before class pictures were made.
In third grade I decided to "fix" the perm and simply cut all the frizz away. WORSE!!! 
AllyandJack said:Jelly shoes. They were uncomfortable, dangerous and left lines all over your feet. I used to break mine on purpose - unfortunately, they must have been cheap because no matter how many pairs I "broke", more would appear. They were like Gremlins....they tended to multiply.
. She thinks it great to wear snow boots,also will always wear her stocking hat --Which I totally hated my Mom for because my hair was a static electricity disaster 
My mom made me an olive green plaid double knit polyester leisure suit when I was in the 2nd grade. I looked like a mini senior citizen.

I'm so sorry..So how many yars of therapy have you haddmslush said:Okay, I am sure that I am going to win this one!!
We were very, very poor growing up. Mom NEVER bought me a rain slicker. She would tear a hole in a plastic trashbag and put it over me (head poking out the hole) and send me to the bus stop with it on anytime it was raining. When the little yellow slickers were in style, I wanted one so bad, I would cry and cry for one. So, being the fabulous mother (not!) that she is, she bought a box of those nifty yellow, lemon scented trashbags![]()
Not only was I a dork, I was a citrus smelling dork!
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