My Very Own Polka-dot Puffball

Polka-dots! Puffballs! Pink! What dress more fit for a self-proclaimed non-princess to reminisce fondly on?

Oh, I am so happy that I kept this dress – possibly the only relic from my teenage years. What a pity that I long ago threw out the stretch corset-belt; the lace fingerless gloves; the rah-rah skirt; the pastel mesh tank tops… need I go on? Yes, I was a teenager in the glorious, tacky 80s, when fortunately no-one could tell if you had good taste or not.

I wore this darling dress with white patent court shoes (of course), and – the pièce de la résistance – a spiral perm!

Yes, I was a teenager in the glorious, tacky 80s, when fortunately no-one could tell
if you had good taste or not.

And if you need further proof than my word, here I am (left) on New Year’s Eve, accessorising with pearl necklace, pink button earrings, wavy plastic white bangle and a white shell ring. I am glowing with youthful spirits and a tan courtesy of the Queensland sun.

Thank you puffball dress, a good many years have passed, but you still put a smile on my face.