The 80′s


Twilight - Prom

It would be the last time he was ever seen wearing white.

(submitted by Wendy)

In Prom • June 29th, 2010 • 117 Comments »
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Poker Face

Poker Face - Prom

He said, “Wanna go to prom? She said, “I guess.”

(submitted by Andrew)

In Prom • June 5th, 2010 • 109 Comments »

Little Big Man

Little Big Man - Prom

She keeps him grounded.

(submitted by Maxine)

In Prom • April 20th, 2010 • 122 Comments »

He’s A Maniac

He’s A Maniac - Family Portrait

He will cut you like a knife.

(submitted by Clara)

In Family Portrait • April 12th, 2010 • 115 Comments »

These Boots Were Made For…

These Boots Were Made For… - Prom


(submitted by Brian)

In Prom • March 15th, 2010 • 99 Comments »


Chillin’ - Behind The Awkwardness

Our (my brother Mark and I) goal in life was to be cool and nothing says cool like lounging on a car wearing a shirt from Wal-Mart before your “vacation” to the Huntsville Space and Rocket Center 45 minutes away from your house.  Just check out the awkward goodness in this photo:

The Mullet.  This was a compromise between my mother and I.  She wanted me to have Mary Lou Rhetton hair and I wanted long hair like my classmates.  The result?  Feather-backed mullet goodness.  That’s not a perm!

Blue Mirrored Clip-On Shades.  I wore glasses, nice thick black with pink splatter glasses.  I loved them but I, again, wanted the cool shades of my peers.  Enter the oversized blue, mirrored clip on shades that would make any state trooper jealous.  I wanted the ones that flipped up, but they were too expensive.

The Dick Tracy Shirt. Again, in a vain attempt to look cool, hip and in the know, my brother and I desperately wanted a Dick Tracy shirt.  I’m pretty sure we had the Nintendo game too.  Confession: I’ve never seen Dick Tracy.  I just had the shirt.

The Yellow Socks. All the cool kids had colored socks!  I always wanted colored socks, but was only allowed white.  When we got the Dick Tracy shirt I knew it was my chance!

The Wrist Pouch. My brother was on the go, and by on the go, I mean playing with the tool bench behind us.  So what’s a boy to do with no pockets in his red short shorts?  Easily wear the 50 cents papaw gave you on your wrist.

(submitted by Kelly)

In Behind The Awkwardness • February 5th, 2010 • 240 Comments »
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