We clung together in our groups of fours and fives,
And spritzed ourselves in Spice World spray
That hung in clouds above our hair
Brushed through and through with coloured wands,
The bane of mothers’ lives, as they washed it out
Of pillowcases, still the pink of little girls.
We’d laugh between ourselves, over copies of our magazines
With names like Mizz and Bliss and pictures of our stars,
The Britneys and the Backstreet Boys that filled filled our lives
As we lolled on sofas made of PVC, squeaky and inflatable.
I miss those days of blissful youth when teenage love
And hate and drama filled the air,
I miss those days of Dawson’s Creek and weddings Greek
And big and fat and spots and creams,
I miss those days of teenage dreams…..
Nishabd_The unexpressed
Nostalgic. Thanks for taking me back to 90’s
patientandkindlove
Haha, I had fun writing about all that inflatable stuff we all seemed to love in the 90s.
Nishabd_The unexpressed
True that. It was an interesting time.
Little Charmer
I miss Mizz magazine! 😁🖤
patientandkindlove
Yesssssss! I loved those flow diagram quizzes they had in it!
Little Charmer
Haha yeah!!
And those ‘arty’ black & white pics of guys in their pants that you could pull out of the middle!
Only slightly embarrassed to say I had a few school excersise books covered in them in 1st year!! 😂😂🖤