Shapeless, shaggy perm that’s rock hard with hairspray?
Pastel-coloured, inappropriate high heels?
Best friend dressed in EXACTLY THE SAME OUTFIT?
Check check check.
It can only be the 1980s really. 1984 holidaying in Scarborough to be precise. With my nan and my best friend at the age of 16.
Ahh, great days.
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