When I came home from walking the dog, my Husband was in the kitchen slicing squash and HAVING AN EIGHTIES ATTACK! It was really something! She’d put on her double CD of the Talking Head’s greatest hits and she was SERIOUSLY GETTING DOWN! Air guitar and everything.
The children kindly went about their own business without commenting unduly on their step-parent’s complete loss of era. And then… “Psycho Killer” came on and WE ALL GOT DOWN! Please, join us!
The Total Femme 