Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Sixteen Candles and cake

Maybe it's the recent passing of film director John Hughes. Or am I just having a Sixteen Candles moment? After all, I was fourteen going on sixteen when Molly Ringwald had her birthday cake on top of the table with her dreamy costar. 1984. I can hardly believe it myself.

Nor can I believe that I am thinking floral dresses, denim jackets and motorcycle boots. Then again, does the motorcycle boots/floral dress combo belong to the 90's grunge movement? No matter. It is all part of my somewhat distant past. And I am feeling nostalgic.

I won't repeat the trend second time around. One serving is sufficient.

But I just might rent
Sixteen Candles this weekend. And eat some cake...sitting in a chair.

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