Way Back Wednesday-Punk in Pink

Welcome to another Way Back Back Wednesday, hosted by the ever fabulous mamaduck at The Kept Woman. This weeks theme is: It seemed like a good idea at the time...pictures of you doing something stupid or alternatively something that you thought was cool at the time but you look back and think WTF?

Ok. Now this was stupid.



My only defense is that I was in 7th grade. This is my one and only attempt at being Punk. ( I realize that I failed miserably ) Why I thought pink, or hot pink rather was punk is beyond me. Maybe it was back then, but I don't really remember. What I do remember is I was on my way to a Halloween dance in the Middle School Gym. I had a major crush on a young freckled face Mr. Eugene Lester Lafountain III. No. I am not even kidding. He did notice me in my flashy get up and said something like, "you like pink, don't you?", as I walked past him on my way to the bathroom. My friend and I giggled like a couple of school girls, well, because we were. My crush finally blossomed into a full blown love affair when we starting "going out" the summer before 8th grade. Our relationship consisted of one dance at a friends party, one date (minature golfing during the day, because I had to be home before dark), and talking on the phone...oh maybe..five times. About a month and half later, he dumped me. I, of course, was devastated. Heartbroken. Until I started going out with his best friend a month after that. Yup. And that as they say, is that.

Thank you to MamaDuck, for dreaming up Way Back Wednesday, which allows me to take a weekly walk down my own personal memory lane.