It was August 23rd, 1985, the twilight of the blissful, carefree summer that followed high school graduation. Very soon, we would transition into the role of studious (mostly) college freshmen, but not this day. No, this day my best friend and I were two of 20,000-plus screaming teens counting down the minutes until Wham! hit … Continue reading GIVE A WHAM! GIVE A BAM! DON’T GIVE A DAMN!
I blame my magpie eye. It immediately spotted the shimmering Union Jack, ignominiously buried within a clearance rack. My practical side, which screamed “Where on Earth will you ever wear this?” was instantly muted by the irresistible ripple of sequins. The sparkly treasure hung in my closet (admittedly, for several months), awaiting its dramatic debut. … Continue reading Duranie Down….But Not Out