Tamagotchis. Who in their right mind would keep an electronic device on them at all times that constantly demanded their attention?
Thank god we are more enlightened now.
Saying “not” after making a sarcastic comment.
Hair gel, hair gel everywhere. Spiked hair, scrunched hair, wet looking hard hair.
I remember quite a lot of bowl haircuts.
No Fear shirts.
Nothing. It was all rad. RAD. ALL OF IT.
One of the first girls I had a crush on in grade school. We lost contact because I moved away in late 1999. Fast forward a couple years, I found her number and got excited to talk to her again. In my preteen mind I thought I would seem so cool to her and show her how I was still hip. So she answers the phone and I say “Waaaaaassssup!?”…….most awkward 3 minute conversation ever after that. It was the epitome of shame for me when I think back on it.
The vast majority of Geocities and Angelfire sites. So many low-res gifs and technicolor Comic Sans text…
Drawing the letter S and starting it this way
I I I “>I
I I I
- Boy bands
- Overalls with one strap down
Zip off pants. You know, the ones that were long pants but you could unzip the bottom half and make them into shorts when it was hot? I wore those throughout my childhood. Kind of miss them.
13. Damn ravers
There was a brief period in the 90s where it was cool for teenagers to walk around with pacifiers in their mouths. I didn’t do it, but I had two cousins (who would desperately fall into any fad trap that came along) who did. I just relentlessly made fun of them until it all blew over.
The explosion of the usage of the word “duh”.
AOL and Compuserve. We’ve come a long way.
Wallets with chains and giant steel ball necklaces. Good god. It was like people were wearing anal beads on their neck.
Mini backpacks. Saying “Whatever!” and making a ‘w’ using both thumbs and index fingers. Kelly Bundy type bangs. Planet Hollywood.
20. I had them too
Pogs, I had them, but I didn’t really know how to play.
Scrunchies, stone washed jeans, and beanie babies…. Yeah the 90s were an odd time. But hey, at least they weren’t as weird as the 80s.
Stretch pants with the elastic band that went under your foot.
Remember those Big Johnson t-shirts that featured horrible puns about having a large dick? Yeah, those.
I probably deserved the valuable lesson I got from wearing stupidly wide raver jeans.
Jnco wasn’t enough. No, I had progressed to Kikwear. 36″ bottoms. I am not a tall lady – my legs are particularly short – so not only did the bottoms of my pants get shredded and destroyed, to the point where the heels of my sneakers tore holes in them, but I tended to look like I was a melting candle. Or a melting hovercraft of some sort, since I appeared to have no feet.
They were also prone to getting soggy if it rained. If the hems got a little wet, the dampness would start to creep north a bit. Like up to your shins.
Well, the family eventually took a trip to Ireland one summer, and I was still pretty into those stupid pants at the time.
You see, in Ireland, it rains a LOT. The ground is almost always a little bit wet. That creeping damp got serious. Nothing made me feel dumber than having my jeans soaked up to my thighs with grody, grody sogginess. All walking around feeling like I was wrapped with a wet towel. So heavy, so uncomfortable.
The best decision I made before 11th grade was buying some damn reasonable-width flare and boot-cut jeans like what pretty much every other sane girl was wearing at the time. And tossing the denim potato sacks I had been wearing previously.
Guy’s haircut with part in the middle. Glad I avoided that one.
28. Xtra Zest
Overuse Of “X and Z” on EVERYTHING Xtreme.
Two words: frosted tips.
Velcro strap sandals. Even worse when we wore socks with them.
Button-down flame shirts.
Basically the fashion precursor to today’s fedora.
I’m surprised no one said Internet Explorer.