I grew up in the 80s and 90s. We wore florescent, synthetic fabric and we didn’t apologize for it. We had haircuts that were named after popular celebrities like the Dorothy Hamill and the Rachel. I had both at one point or another – be jealous. Our honey came in bear-shaped bottles, and the thought of pairing it with anything but peanut butter would have horrified me.
I wore acid-washed jeans with white socks, and no one made fun of me.
And I was obsessed with LipSmackers. Not just any LipSmackers would do though. I had to have the Dr. Pepper one.
I don’t even like Dr. Pepper so don’t ask me why I was so addicted to this chapstick.
It tastes like the soda, and it gives your lips just a little bit of tint. It was perfect for my eight-year-old self.
Yes, I did shriek a little when I found it in a Target recently. You can pick it up at your local store or grab some here.
Image via Lipsmackers.com