In just over a week, little Miss Taylah will be celebrating her 11th birthday, and just in time she has presented to me a birthday list that is very representative of her increasing age. (Because 11 is so old you know?)
One of the items on the list is a snap back cap. No idea what that is? Well you’re not the only. My only clue was that ‘Eddie Betts (from the Adelaide Crows) has one,’ and so I did the right thing and googled Eddie Betts’ hat.
I’m still not really any wiser. Apparently this is what they look like, and everyone wants one.
Why, I have no idea.
Anyway I informed her that she wouldn’t be getting one, because I can’t see the value in the price, nor the practicality, since the kid only needs a cap for weekends (school has a uniform hat), and even then only when fishing. And considering that most of the fishing these days includes catching squid that ink everywhere, I don’t feel the need to buy a $40 that I have to wash every week.
Except that as soon as I said it, I remembered being in year 6, and needing a Charlotte Hornets hat. Well needing an American Basketball team hat at least. I just liked the Hornets cause of the colour.
I had no idea where they were from (what state), or even what sport they played, I just knew I had to have one cause everyone did. And back then, unlike young people these days, we used to gently bend the brim to get just the right kind of curve, because a flat brim was not the done thing.
I also thought that a hat wasn’t complete without gross sweat lines on it as well, but that’s a fact I probably should have left out….
Anyway, it got me thinking that maybe I should get her one. And not because it’s a great purchase, but because I remembered what it felt like to have the thing you needed to have. And I also acutely remember the things I needed but never got. Like the illusive Hound Dog shirt…. sigh. (Which is now so old, I can’t even find a pic of it.)
I’ve actually been thinking a lot about ‘my youth’ the past few weeks. I think it started when I got those purple pants that took me back to my mid teens. In fact I’ve kind of become one of those bad internet memes with the whole ‘back in my day we played in the streets till the lights went out thing, and we didn’t have iPhones, but we played that tennis game on the Atari,’ saga. Which is cool, because honestly, how good was that tennis game?
But anyway here are a few things that have been sparking a trip down memory lane just lately.
Doc Martens: I got these Lobster Red Docs for my 17th birthday, and I think it was just on the end of their run of coolness. (I was always late. Still am.) We were leaving that day for the Adelaide fringe festival for a school trip, and I wore my Docs all around Radelaide, and its hills. It was the coolest trip which included meeting Lano and Woodley, creating a giant hole in a hedge in Hahndorf (sorry about that hedge owner), and watching a musical edition of Much A Do About Nothing in a park. I barely wore my Docs after that because of the weather in Darwin, but I’ve donned them a few times since moving, and it always takes me back.
Knock on Wood: I’m blaming Rhianna for this one. She blogged about it a few weeks ago, and since then it’s been on repeat, as well as a whole bunch of other 90’s classics. Think Aerosmith’s ‘Don’t wanna miss a thing,’ anything by Matchbox 20, The Goo Goo Dolls, or Powder finger, and yes, I’ll admit it, the entire soundtrack from Coyote Ugly. Each time I hear them I’m transported. Either to an imaginary stage behind my mirror where I practiced my Australian Idol debut (although that didn’t exist then), or to driving around in cars with friends, all singing the same song over and over and over again.
Those were the day’s people. That’s real music 😉
Boston Bun’s: I mentioned on FB last week that Boston Bun’s needed their own blog post, because seriously how good are they? At church they used to get the left over bread from the bakery a few nights of the week and give them to struggling families. Sunday night, they would often hand stuff out at church, if they had too much, and I was always the recipient of a Boston Bun. I used to eat an entire one, in an evening. Which sounds disgusting, and I can’t imagine why anyone let me, except that I was painfully thin on account of a pretty tragic self-image. Back then people let me eat whatever I would eat, just as long as I was eating. Which was kind of awesome, and yet really sad at the same time.
Leggings: In Darwin you don’t really wear full length tights EVER, so it’s been weird putting them on down here. When I do, it never fails to remind me of my awesome fashion sense as a preteen, which was a pair of long black tights and a huge oversized t-shirt with a orang-utan on it.
Why I wasn’t arrested by the fashion police, I have no idea, but I really should have been. The only thing that could have made the outfit worse (apart from the black and white foam sandals I had), was that sweaty Charlotte Hornets Cap.
You just know what I wore to the School Fete now don’t you? 😉
All these moments of adolescent glory; all the shame and joy of being young and carefree and thinking you might actually change the world, or at the very least, became the next big rock star. All bound up in great music, calorie free food and the very best and worst of clothing…
And so you see my dilemma with the Snap-Back. It could either be the biggest waste of money, or one of those perfect moments of adolescent definition that she will remember, and probably cringe about, for the rest of her life. And seeing as she will never get the glory of the Goo-goo dolls on the radio, Hound Dog shirts don’t even exist anymore, and she has completely missed the coolness of Atari graphics, doesn’t she deserve a really bad hat memory?
What would you do?