Bellbottom jeans were cool.
If you had pants with an egregiously wide flare at the bottom in the 70s you were undoubtedly the coolest person in the room. Pair that with a neon pair of quad skates and you were in contention to be the grooviest kid at the roller rink!
With funky tunes and friends beside you with their big ole hippy glasses on, life was good back then. The simplicity of childhood back in those days was empowering. If you could scrounge up enough quarters to buy a bag of bin candy for your neighborhood bike crew, you would suddenly become king of the local park. You were worshipped if you could climb to the highest tree or run faster than the older kids at recess. And if you got that cool fringe haircut before everybody else did in school, you were guaranteed to be class president.
So if you remember the 70s and 80s as a romantically cool period in your life's history, scroll onward for a trip down memory lane, scoping snapshots reminding you of a boss-era of groovtastic proportions.
If you had pants with an egregiously wide flare at the bottom in the 70s you were undoubtedly the coolest person in the room. Pair that with a neon pair of quad skates and you were in contention to be the grooviest kid at the roller rink!
With funky tunes and friends beside you with their big ole hippy glasses on, life was good back then. The simplicity of childhood back in those days was empowering. If you could scrounge up enough quarters to buy a bag of bin candy for your neighborhood bike crew, you would suddenly become king of the local park. You were worshipped if you could climb to the highest tree or run faster than the older kids at recess. And if you got that cool fringe haircut before everybody else did in school, you were guaranteed to be class president.
So if you remember the 70s and 80s as a romantically cool period in your life's history, scroll onward for a trip down memory lane, scoping snapshots reminding you of a boss-era of groovtastic proportions.