that tooBonus points for being pretty lax on the ID front too
I remember really wanting nail polish my cousin had, it was in a bottle shaped like a tiny lightbulb and changed colour if you warmed the bottle in your hand.omg Hard Candy was FANCY!
It came with a ring round the top of the bottle
My teenage uniform was vest top or band t-shirt, german army shirt, black mini skirt, thick black tights and german paratrooper boots. For winter, I threw an army parka or leather jacket over the top. Oh and a dog choke chain with a padlock on it as jewellery (one horsespunk lasagne to anyone who gets that reference). Occasionally in summer I'd wear old vintage dresses, but always tights and the massive boots like these:
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At 16 (for 6th form) I added some culturally questionable dreadlocks, nose and eyebrow piercings (done with a gun in a dodgy inside-market stall). And used to walk around with my bass guitar 80% of the time.
I laugh heartily at my teenage self, in retrospect.
Oooh that sounds amazingI remember really wanting nail polish my cousin had, it was in a bottle shaped like a tiny lightbulb and changed colour if you warmed the bottle in your hand.
ID? in my glory years - the 80's the only ID required was stilettos (white natch) and a mini skirt.Bonus points for being pretty lax on the ID front too
He is absolutely mine. Particularly as Malcolm Tucker. I appreciate this says a *lot* about me.*I think Peter Capaldi might be my Hislop you know
I think it is for the attention and affirmation she gets on TwitterTo draw attention to all her TROLLZ
That sounds fantastic, good luck with the move, sounds like you’ve found “your” placeSorry, this is totally off-topic but I just wanted to share as an antidote to Monroe's nefarious antics. I am moving house tomorrow so I just called in on my vendors to say hi (my buyers did the same and I appreciated the friendliness). Anyway, they were the nicest people. They've been in the house for 45 years so it's emotional for them but they are really excited about their new place. They're leaving me house plants, a bag of coal and a good luck money tree, plus a Christmas cactus that has been in the house for as long as they have. They gave me the lowdown on all the neighbours and talked me around the back garden. I've got bloody fruit trees, how fancy am I?
When I first viewed the place, my first impression was that it had been really loved, and a place of love; I made an offer on the spot. I told them that, and we all got a bit emotional. Swapped numbers, talked about people we know in common, offered to help each other out in future.
I've been getting so strung out about moving but now I'm excited and so heartened to be on the receiving end of real kindness.
Sorry for the gushing. I'm a bit giddy!
I got the book. Planning on making something from it this weekend. It looks quite generous and I can't really go anywhere to share leftovers, which has put me off baking bigger amounts...but the book looks great and when birthday parties/meetings become a thing again I'll definitely be using it lots. CBA with a million tins.Off topic - Nigella posted a recipe from someone called The Boy Who Bakes on her IG. Does anyone follow him/have his book? His IG is swoonworthy but I'm not much of a baker...
Ah love love love stories like this. The fact he drew a cat makes it even better hahaMy mum taught alongside his wifes dad and he drew a picture of a cat for my wee brother when he was about 7 and signed it and my mum found it and got it framed and gave it to my brother about 5 years ago for his Christmas.
My brother likes dr who as well so he was happy with it.
I have made two recipes from it. The chocolate and caramel sheet cake (I buggered the caramel massively so it was just a chocolate cake) which was nice. And the coffee cake which my husband thought was too dry but has since decided is delicious. Going to make the smores cake from it this weekend. I think I'll get a lot of use out of it.I got the book. Planning on making something from it this weekend. It looks quite generous and I can't really go anywhere to share leftovers, which has put me off baking bigger amounts...but the book looks great and when birthday parties/meetings become a thing again I'll definitely be using it lots. CBA with a million tins.
In my case it was because they were seven quid from the shop down the hill next to the market and were practically indestructible. And green suited a pasty faced ginge.I am LIVING for all this nostalgiaWhoever it was that mentioned those grotty German army shirts? Why did we wear those anyway?!
Oh yes!!!Hahaha oh god pls no
It's only good if you're expecting it!
BECAUSE WE WERE VERY VERY COOL.I am LIVING for all this nostalgiaWhoever it was that mentioned those grotty German army shirts? Why did we wear those anyway?!
You're right, that must have been itBECAUSE WE WERE VERY VERY COOL.
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