Flashback...

Look where the Way-Back Machine has taken us today...all the way back to 1985 (I think) where a few of the girls I hung out with and I were getting ready to go to a concert.

Sweet Shawna (the cutie in the blue and black houndstooth sweater) just dug out this photo when she was home and I am thrilled.  I remember this like it was yesterday (well, I remember snatches of it like it was yesterday, I don't hardly remember yesterday so really...who are we kidding here?) and I swear we didn't take too many pictures of us back in the day.  I am wondering if it's because we had real live film cameras and it was expensive...not like these youngsters today that have all this digital whatnot...

So.

There we were...totally amassed for The Tompson Twins concert, with OMD opening for them, which made Heidi (the cutie up there in the red pants and who still apparently retains this t-shirt and uses it when dying her hair nowadays) very excited because she really liked OMD just as much as The Thompson Twins so it was like a two-for concert for her...

I have to admit that I hadn't heard too much of OMD at this point...but it was a great concert nonetheless.  One of The Thompson Twins was celebrating a birthday if I remember correctly...although, Jayne (the gal in the black and white standing next to Heidi) and I both had horrible colds an I for one, was loosing my voice.

We were traveling down to the big city to be dropped off for the concert and then picked back up...and then were staying at someone's mother's friends condo?  Or apartment?  We had such cool parents for letting us do things like this...my mother was a big believer in seeing the music of your generation in concert and always encouraged me to do so, including driving a few of us down to The Valley to do so.

I remember at this particular concert that the group of boys behind us were smoking pot.

(gasp)

I can remember being slightly scandalized by this realization.

(it became slightly less scandalous when I realized most groups of people sitting behind, in front, and to the side of me were doing the same things at other concerts in the future...)

(such innocence is kind of sweet though and it is one of the snatches from this concert I remember so I had to note it here...in case I forget.)

The other gal up there with the short blond hair is me.

( I know.)

(Don't I look young?!)

(And thin?!)

(I think I topped out at 103 lbs in high school)
(it's a damned shame that baggy clothes were all the rage in the 80's...seriously.)

I was sporting a black dress with a Vintage Men's PJ top over it (I happen to LOVE Vintage Men's PJs even now)  and we had all gotten together to get ready for the concert, because it happened to be down at The Coliseum in Phoenix, which was a much larger and hence cooler city than Prescott...so we really had to work at looking like we totally fit in.

Out with the overalls and corn cob pipes and in with the crazy hair and cool clothes.  OK.  Actually, I thought we all had cool clothes all the time...the group I hung out with.  I can remember someone calling us MOD at a school dance once...which totally made me giggle.
(You'll be happy to know that we didn't usually wear our hair like this to school)

Which meant that we had to slick back my hair and do the part in a whole bunch of triangle lines and I had to wear eye-liner.

Which makes me look dead.

Which was also probably made me look cool.

Cause' mostly?  When I think back to that time, I think I felt a lot like I look in the second picture up there...excited and happy, but a stepping behind people a little bit and looking for a shoulder to lean on.  I want to be silly and crazy and join in while doing silly and dramatic posing, but I was too scared to look silly and dramatic.

Oh teenaged me.

I wish we knew then what we know now.