I almost feel a little bit sad for today’s kids, who will never get to experience the stuff that we loved so much in the 90’s/00’s. What’s your favourite memory from growing up?
How exciting it was going to the newsagent to get your latest copy of Sabrina’s Secret magazine.
Friday night at 7:30pm, only meant one thing : TOP OF THE POPS. I miss that show man.
Learning dance routines in your bedroom to the likes of S Club 7, Steps and well every band in the 90’s. They loved a dance routine.
The struggle of fighting over who was who in your Spice Girls tribute band. ‘No I want to be Baby.’ ‘But you don’t have blonde hair, you can be Sporty.’ ‘ BUT I DON’T EVEN LIKE SPORT?’
The joy of buying a Claire’s Surprise Bag for £2 from town, and then swapping with your mates, and you always ended up with the shitty Christmas earrings in March. Pfft.
How amazing Saturday morning TV was; Live & Kicking and of course SM:TV live- who can forget wonky donkey and chums?
The struggle of never being a S Club Junior.
90’s Kids TV schedules- who can forget coming home from school and watching delights such as The Queen’s Nose, Bernard’s Watch, Short Change, Get Your Own Back and then finishing with Newsround cause you had to stay educated.
Btw remember Lizo?
You’d of done anything to get your teacher on Get Your Own Back.
The joys of MSN and how you would use it to flirt with your crush at school. The old logging in and out so they’d notice you. Putting your name as some Blink 182 song that you’d never listened to, and using all the flashing emoticons you could find.
The struggle of making a £10 pay as you go phone top up last a month.
How hard it is to play a Gameboy in the dark. Probably why quite a lot of twenty somethings may now wear glasses.
The responsibility of having a tamagotchi. Mine lasted about two weeks, my parents basically made me feel like I’d be a shit parent after that ahahah I was six!
All the glitter that we’d adorn ourselves in; hair mascara, mascara, eyeshadow, body glitter. Basically from about 1997-1999, I was one big glitter ball.
The amazing shop that was Tammy Girl.
The weird clothes that we all loved, skirts over trousers, long sleeves under short sleeves, PEDAL PUSHERS. Need I go on?
The dial up sound of the internet. I can still hear it now.
The skill of composing ring tones for your 3310. I mean where is the fun in just using a song?
And of course, the horror of never being able to find a beanie baby with your birthday. I’M STILL NOT OVER THIS OKAY.
