Well the parents are camping, and I am home alone for a couple of days. I went with Brittney to Heidi's '80s birthday party. The outfits may justly be called disasterous, or brilliance. You decide. All I know is that my mother wore this stuff on a regular basis. The bangs are in my blood. Seriously though, with all of the hairspray that my mother "Applied liberally and Repeat"-ed, I probably really do still have some in my blood stream. It was super fun. I didn't really want to see any of the people ever again-or at least not for 20 years-, but the dancing was wild, the music was superior, and the cotton candy tickled my fancy to say the least. Great as the '80s were, I am grateful to have only spent 3 months experiencing them.