I went to the mall today and came to a screeching halt in the accessories department. My mouth fell open when I was faced with a wall of leg warmers and neon pink stirrup leggings.
Uh, what decade are we in? And didn’t we learn our lesson the first time around?
Then again, who am I to say anything? The other day I watched a re-run of Remington Steele (circa 1982) and totally wanted a dress Stephanie Zimbalist wore.
I may still be stuck in the 80s, but I won’t be wearing leg warmers again.
