Oh look, it’s the eighties all over again. If you’ve been shopping for clothes you’re likely already aware. Bright colors are spilling out of the stores. Granted, I discovered this while shopping with my teenage daughter, so they were her stores not mine…but still. There may be some neon in my future. We do love our flashbacks!

Which makes me think of music. And who doesn’t think of the songs from the ’80’s without thinking about Bonnie Tyler? Who, by the way, is busy recording a new country/rock album. Because, who isn’t these days?

But back in the ’80’s she was Holding Out For a Hero and asking;

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?

Picture loafers with no socks. Mascara. And lots of hair gel. Miami Vice? Don Johnson?

Where’s the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?

How about Blane from Pretty in Pink with his turned up collar and his baggy blazers?

Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream
of what I need

Which makes me think of Ayla from The Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean M. Auel. Although she had the opposite problem, all she had to pick from were Neanderthals.

And then we come to…

It’s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet.

At the very least a G.I. Joe. Or Indiana Jones.

All she was left with was an eclipse, a really bad heartache, and nothing’ but a fool’s game.  I can’t wait to hear what she has to sing about in the twenty-first century.

So, flat iron or big hair? How about leggings and wedge heels? Where do you stand on the all important issue of skinny jeans?