I spent hours perfecting the safety pins that went down my
I wore push-down socks, sometimes in two different colours, with my Docs.
I wore Stussy hats and shopped at L.L. Bean and I loved my desert boots.
I had Duckies for rainy days, and I tried for years to perfect the teased bangs look, like Samantha on Who's The Boss.
I used a lot of hair spray.
I had Converse, and Tretorns, of course.
I would wear my hair in a side low ponytail because it was cool.
I had a million hair bands.
I listened to WHAM!
My yellow Sony walk-man was an essential part of who I was.
I shopped almost exclusively at Benetton and Esprit and I loved wearing gummy bracelets and mis-matched earrings.
There is so much I miss about my past.
I miss being in school, I miss the innocence, I miss homework, even.
I miss that there was really nothing to worry about.
I miss lunches packed for me every day with love.
I miss playing marbles, and going on bike rides with my friends. I miss summer camp, and dance class and recital day.
I miss my youth.
I miss the days of going into my favourite book store to buy the newest Sweet Valley Twins and Baby-Sitters Club book, and I miss the toys.
I miss the days when being part of school clubs were fun, and I miss after-school activities like track and field and fashion shows and dances on Friday nights.
I miss yearbooks, and the anticipation of seeing what your friends would write.
I miss the carefree days.
I miss the toys of the 80's: Cabbage Patch Kids, My Little Pony. Rainbow Brite, and Jem and the Holograms. Even Monchhichi. I also really loved Barbie. Especially Business Barbie.
I miss summers in Greece, and reading magazines by the sea without a care in the world, while listening to U2 and Ace of Base.
I miss my little red VW Golf, and that moment when I finally mastered driving a stick-shift in a white VW Cabrio.
Although I miss so much, the great joy about being a parent is seeing your children living their childhood right in front of you... and as an added bonus, you can sort of be a child again, too. I've spent hours playing LEGO again and I now have two new partners to play Super Mario Bros. with. It's all good. (And I try not to think about the fact that
I sometimes long for days gone by, but no matter what, there is nothing I love more than the present—I cherish every moment, truly, and I'm glad all I have to do is close my eyes to have all my awesome childhood (and teenage) memories come back to me. I remember it all as vividly as if it were yesterday.
What do you miss about days gone by?