Personal History: May Day 1983, Freshman Year

That is me.  Freshman year school photos.  If I was guessing I would think early in the school year.  So the 1982 side of the 1982-83 school year. Fresh out of Catholic School.  And, although I left the uniform behind, I see a white rounded collar that my Ma undoubtedly felt I needed to have on under the sweater (complete with gold stitching that sparkled).  I still had my braces and my (as close as I could get it) Farrah Fawcett hair flip.  I was high on life.  I was living the best version of myself.

Well, that was until May Day, 1983.  I remember it well.  Ma forced me to allow one of my aunts to home perm my hair for the bazillionth (and, for the record, last) time.  I DESPISED the home perm.  I did not NEED the home perm.  Ma did not want to have to look after my hair when I was growing up and with a home perm, well – a pick was all I needed.

How bad could it be, you ask?  First, glance up at that sweet, wonderful, full of hope girl.

Now:

Then there is this poor girl.  Who did not want to be in any May Day festivities.  I did not wear dresses (nor do I now).  My toes are hanging over the ends of the shoes.  Why?  Because I never wore dresses so I never needed dress shoes.  Ma thought it would be silly to buy new ones for two hours of wear (in retro, I agree).  I can see my slip.  What the hell is the yellow scarf?  Wait, wasn’t there a dance that went along with these festivities???  I am as skinny as a rail and to top it off (quite literally) is a lopsided perm.  There are few things I regret in life, those home perms are at least three of the only five regrets I have. And I have gloves.  I bet they smelled like old lady cedar chest… Sigh.

I want to chuckle a little.  With the decorations in the back, it looks as if I might be attending a Pride Parade.

I brought out the yearbook from that year and looked up the pictures because I thought I remembered a dance that required the yellow scarf (and there was one):

BUT – just to make a point, the photo below was taken in the days leading up to the event and I stand by my word, few regrets, home perms were three of them!

Look at that sweet kid, she didn’t even see it coming:

Also for the record, I TRIED to not be that skinny.  There was a boy I had a crush on who told me if I gained 10 pounds he would go out with me.  I ate so much I made myself sick.  Side note: I graduated high school, came home from college and ran into him.  He asked me out and I said sure.  WORST date I ever went on in my life.  I made myself sick for that… #Perspective.

May Day Court, 1983, Oak Hill High School

Happy May Day Y’All!

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