So, I get a message from @Genzgirl asking me where my submission link is. And I’m like
What do you mean you can’t find my submission link? I changed my theme a couple of months ago and haven’t really fussed with it since. So I go over to check it out and sure enough, no submit link. I’m like
Because I love submissions and had been wondering why they were way down, like, non-existent, but figured people just weren’t interested.
Even though I have the submissions thing enabled, I guess my stupid theme didn’t support it, but my theme on FYAwesome90sStuff did support it. So people were able to sneak in that way. So I’ve reverted back to my old theme until I can figure out something better.
So, please submit! And I am an idiot for not noticing this was a problem for all these months.
Thank god I have you guys to keep my shit in order. Thanks @Genzgirl!
Here I am getting ready for a dance recital. I’m sporting the famous white socks and sneakers look, along with a unibrow. I don’t look very pleased to be there.
It takes bravery to share awkward childhood photos with the Internets. I should woman up and dare to post my grade 8 graduation dress picture. Maybe. Someday. Anyway, I also like the scrunchie and kicky side ponytail!
Anti-smoking PSA plopped in the middle of an episode of Sister Sister. Apprarently, Sister wants to start smoking but Sister isn’t too keen on the idea. Puppet-master Brittany Murphy monitors it all from up in video heaven.
Celebrating the best of the worst of the 1990s. Sometimes with snarky commentary.
Everyone likes to remember the good part of that decade -- the part with grunge and the evolution of hip-hop and hot supermodels. This blog is devoted to the tacky side effects of these scenes, namely, really fugly clothes and outdated products.
I don't own the images -- they are mostly scanned out of magazines from the era. Submissions are encouraged.
Welcome to the dark side -- where it's so bad it's good.