Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site ssc-vax.UUCP Path: utzoo!linus!decvax!microsoft!uw-beaver!ssc-vax!ginger From: ginger@ssc-vax.UUCP (Ginger Grover) Newsgroups: net.singles Subject: maturity Message-ID: <350@ssc-vax.UUCP> Date: Wed, 27-Jul-83 11:31:56 EDT Article-I.D.: ssc-vax.350 Posted: Wed Jul 27 11:31:56 1983 Date-Received: Thu, 28-Jul-83 21:26:07 EDT Organization: Boeing Aerospace, Seattle Lines: 14 High school. Lord, that was twenty years ago. See-through blouses and cigarettes were the supreme decadence then. Yes, we girls just naturally considered ourselves superior to -not to mention more mature than- most of the boys. Seventh grade was when all the girls "went crazy". We began experimenting with clothes and makeup, indulging in a remarkable narcissism. God! the stuff we wore! Cleopatra eye makeup, white lipstick and white nail polish, hair tortured into bouffant styles and sprayed stiff. Orange skin from attempting to get an instant tan out of a bottle. Green hair from trying to go from brunette to blonde. We thought we were gorgeous. Compared to us, the guys at least *looked* normal. ssc-vax!ginger