She Rocks Eigthties Hair

One more thing, he told me
She rocks eighties hair
Eighties hair! I had to wrack my brain trying to remember eighties hair.
The second I saw her it all came flooding back.
Teased up, pulled out, fluffy, puffy, poufy goofy eighties hair!
How had I forgotten buying a can of hairspray each week?
How had I forgotten Farrah Fawcett?
How had I forgotten that when we had our hair cut like Farrah ……
None of us looked like her?
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