In my semi-constant Internet trolling, I often find creative and hilarious sites that far top my little space here at Crazy Bananas. Sometimes they’re funny, sometimes they’re sad. And sometimes you just think to yourself, “I can’t believe someone thought of writing about THAT!” And if you’re me, you then think, “I can believe I just wrote something about Horny Goat Weed. I am so lame.”
If you were a young girl between 1989 and 1995, then this site is one you must check out. Remember the great Babysitters’ Club books? This site is dedicated to Claudia Kishi, who you may remember as the fashionista of the group (remember, Dawn was the hippie, Kristy was the jock, there was a smart one too, but I don’t remember her name).
Holy crap, if this stuff doesn’t make you want to bust out your stirrup pants and neon socks, then I don’t know what will:
“I, on the other hand, was dressed in one of my usual wild outfits – a very short black skirt, an oversized white shirt with bright pink and turquoise poodles on it, flat turquoise shoes with ankle straps, and a ton of jewelry, including dangly poodle earrings. My long hair was swept to one side in a high ponytail held in place with a huge pink barrette.”
Or, maybe this little gem…
“Her long hair was fixed in about a million braids which were pulled back and held in place behind her head with a column of puffy ponytail holders. She was wearing a t-shirt she’d painted herself, tight blue pants that ended just past her knees, push-down socks, and no shoes. From her ears dangled small baskets of fruit. She’d made those, I knew. She’d found the baskets and the fruits at a store that sells miniatures and dollhouse furniture. Claudia amazes me.”
And just one more, for the sake of argument…
“I put on my new blue-and-white bikini and over that, a pink sundress with spaghetti straps at the shoulders and big blue buttons down the front. Then I accessorized. I tied a pink-and-blue scarf around my waist, knotting it in the middle, added my snake bracelet and feather earrings, wound my hair up on top of my head, and finally put on these white sandals with long laces that you crisscross up your legs and tie in a bow.”
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