So There I Was: 1988 edition


That is one impressive curl ball on the side of my head.

I know. There’s a lot going on in this picture. Clearly, my mother encouraged me to wear sponge rollers the night before so the 80s side pony tail would have ample volume for my sixth-grade yearbook picture.

Yes. This is what has been forever captured in the 1988 Bobcat annual.

I’m not embarrassed. In fact, I think it’s pretty impressive that the ball is so symmetrical in circumference. And I don’t think my bangs had ever been that perfect in the history of my big hair existence.   You can’t see, but there’s yellow on top of the red part of my hair bow.

And what may appear to be a red shirt is actually a red jumper. That’s right. A one-piece phenomenon that I insisted on tucking and rolling at the bottom so my yellow socks could be seen above my red Keds.

I was obsessed with matching everything.

Check out the earrings. Aren’t they pretty? Don’t they match perfectly? Thank you for noticing. The young middle schooler Lincee was a creative genius and wouldn’t let the fact that I had lost one of my red heart earrings keep me from the perfect yearbook picture. Give me a paint pen, sharpie and a stack of index cards and I was good to go. If I had been a budding entrepreneur, I would have started a custom earring business in my covered desk at the back of Mrs. Skinner’s language arts class. Instead, I was probably asking for extra homework or anxiously waiting for a phone call from Walden’s Bookstore telling me the next installment of The Babysitter’s Club had just arrived.

I was a preferred customer.

Do you like how it appears my left eyebrow experienced an unfortunate plucking fiasco?  It’s actually a scar.  It was my first (of many) major “incidents” that required stitches in my lifetime.  I was around three-years-old and was chasing my sister in the house.  I turned a corner and had no clue that Jamie had shut the door to keep me from tagging her.  There was a huge full-length mirror hanging on said door and I slammed head first into it.

To this day, Jamie still does not claim blame because she thinks I should have seen myself coming and stopped.

Do you see what I had to put up with as a child?

I just wish I had toned down the drill team head tilt a bit because you can practically see up my nose.

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October 12, 2010 10:00 am

You. Are. Awesome.

October 12, 2010 10:26 am

You were the ultimate 80’s girl.

October 12, 2010 10:40 am

You should’ve seen yourself coming! Hahaha, that sentence (& image) will have me giggling to myself all day long. I was an outrageous match-aholic, too. No shame.

Leslie from Austin
Leslie from Austin
October 12, 2010 10:48 am

I soooo remember whent he earrings had to match perfectly. No gold or silver earrings for me. I had tons of red, yellow, blue, green plastic earrings to match all my flashdance outfits. And hair poof, so important. I used to love wearing my legwarmers with my cut up grey sweatshirt. Oh the memories.

October 12, 2010 11:08 am

I want to commend you on the side ponytail of curls. Obviously, you are a trendsetter and the girls on the Bachelor have shown that the whole side pony will NEVER go out of style. ;-D

October 12, 2010 11:09 am

It was all about the multi-color, layered, matchy-matchy look and I miss it… easy and fun and bright! Thank you for the blast back…..

Do you remember the times…..

October 12, 2010 11:38 am

Wow, that IS impressive. Almost like you had another head on the side of your head… Well done lady.

October 12, 2010 1:27 pm

No shame Lincee– when I was a kid my mother’s friend smashed into her full-length mirrored self in a Radio City Music Hall corridor. She was busy talking, just didn’t see herself coming! Sure was embarrassed…

October 12, 2010 1:52 pm

Absolutely classic, Lincee. I was also an 80’s child and graduated from high school the year you added this picture to a class yearbook. Funny to look back now and say “What the hell were we thinking?!?”

I too, have an older sister. She swears to this day that I just “fell” out of that tree 35 years ago and broke my arm rather than her helping me along with a (not-so-gentle) push. I can’t believe I didn’t see the ground coming! Classic.

Thanks for sharing.

October 12, 2010 2:16 pm

Oh. My. Awesomeness. I love it! I laughed out loud, at work of course, when I read “I should have seen myself coming and stopped.” Still giggling just thinking about it.

I also spent many a night as a child in pink sponge curlers (even though I have naturally curly hair). How I actually slept on those things is a mystery.

October 12, 2010 2:32 pm

WOW! nice to see your contribution to global warming with all that hairspray… =o)

October 12, 2010 3:48 pm

Have you tried sleeping in those rollers since then? It’s quite painful. Don’t ask me how or why I know. And I’m a firm believer that the tight roll and Multiples (so comfy!!) MUST come back in style – why did they get left out when the 80’s became “retro” and cool again???

October 12, 2010 4:27 pm

Love it! And love you for posting that pic of yourself! I am thinking you should do a contest where everyone sends in their greatest (funniest) 80’s pic!

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October 12, 2010 6:25 pm

You should submit this picture to the Ellen Show…for her segment Bad Paid for Photos…not that this picture is bad, its awesome…but you could be on Ellen:) I mean, how could she NOT put this picture up on national television:)

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