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[quote=Anonymous][quote=Anonymous]Picture it:

White Flint, 1986.

You are in middle school.

You just started the new school year and you and your best friends spent the afternoon on your kitchen telephones calling each other trying to figure out whose parents would be willing to pick up a half dozen girls and drop them off at the mall—and which parents would agree to pick up and drive everyone home afterwards.

You got all dolled up to essentially walk around the mall all night…hoping to run into “boys.”

You grabbed a quick dinner at The Eatery. This was the old one—before the renovation. Everything was brown and the lighting was pretty dim.

If a cool movie was playing, you might buy tickets and then shop before it started.

You went directly to The Limited to see what new Forenza items were in. Sweater weather is coming. You need the cool new sweater in multiple colors…and matching socks…and a tube skirt or leggings.

You popped into Laura Ashley because you loved the smell of the store and dresses even though your friends preferred the Liz Claiborne perfume in the cool triangle bottle.

You wandered across the hall to Belle France and I Magnin to drool over the fancy dresses with balloon skirts and ruffles. You grabbed a bunch of dresses to try on as you crammed into dressing rooms giggling until the staff shoved you out the door.

You popped into that cool store on Via Rialto on the first floor that was the epitome of the 80s. They sold stationery and jelly bracelets and stickers and those plastic necklaces with charms.

Your friend who was a bit more mature and worldly dragged the group into the store that sold silver jewelry and wood boxes and scarves from India, China, wherever…and it reeked of patchouli.

You shopped in the poster store and music store. The boys were usually in the music store.

Then it was time to take the cool glass elevator up to the movie theater…with the boys. They bought the popcorn and drinks while you and your pals saved seats. If you were lucky, you sat next to a boy and held hands.

When the movie ended, everyone waited outside on the covered walkway to the parking lot on the 3rd floor where the parents pulled up to pick up the carpool. You didn’t realize it then, but your parents loved listening to you and the girls gleefully recount your night as they dropped each girl off at her house one by one and the station wagon (or minivan if you were rich) got quieter.

When you got home, you immediately called your best friend if you were lucky enough to have a phone in your bedroom. Or if you were really lucky, a boy called YOU.

The 80s were magical. If you weren’t there, I don’t think you can imagine it. It truly was a shared experience for your age group. Sigh. [/quote]

Don’t forget hanging out at the Hallmark store, Expressions![/quote]

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