|Secondhand Rose, 1989: Bella, age 22, still loving her secondhand stripes.|
The decade: the 1990s.
And, I was there. The FIRST time.
WARNING: The following is a major FASHION FLASHBACK- attached with memories and proof of having survived the late '80s, and early 1990s.
The place: Sacramento, California, smack dab in the middle of a roughed up patch of paradise we called Midtown. I lived and breathed up this universe; my friends were fierce, friendly and creative sorts, many of whom, I'm lucky to re-connect with via Facebook (thanks, Facebook!) which is where I got these photos.
We rode our bikes everywhere. Hit every yard sale, garage sale and thrift shop on the way. We sipped pints in pub/dives/coffee shops named Blue Ribbon, Malarkey's, the Weatherstone; drinking like fishes, laughing like hyenas. There were some very good times, with some very amazing and special people.