Thinking Back on Rocking the MJ
Despite my inherent nerdiness as a child (bookworm, enriched programs, entered the high school science fair while in early grade school), my mom made sure my geeky core was generously swathed in coolness. Every morning I would sit patiently while she carefully selected for me something along the lines of leggings, over-sized sweater with matching legwarmers, banana clip and bangles. Every afternoon my mother would sit just as patiently as I explained why my bangles were missing, my sweater had a pull and the knees were scraped out of my leggings. See, along with being crazy about learning, I was also just plain crazy. Often accused of being a tomboy, I was up for anything that would award me the opportunity to beat the boys, get dirty, or risk my life in fantastically dangerous manner.
There was one outfit, however, that my mother never had to worry about me ruining. It was an ensemble that I loved almost as much as my BMX bike (my mother worked a part-time job for an entire winter to buy me that bike, and it was my most coveted possession). What is this magical outfit, you ask? Why, it was my Michael Jackson outfit, of course.
My Michael Jackson outfit started with ordinary white socks. Then came the black pleather pants. After that it was my white T-shirt or red wet look shirt with a black zipper running diagonally across it. Over the shirt of my choosing, I would slip on The Jacket. You all know The Jacket I’m talking about, right?
Yep, that’s the one. I would moonwalk out of the house, down the driveway and to the bus stop, where my friends would all ooh and ah and ask to try it on. Sometimes I would let them. Sometimes, once I arrived to school, I would hang out in the girls’ bathroom until the bell rang. This way I could arrive to my classroom fashionably late, ensuring all eyes were on me as I moonwalked to my desk. I could feel my teacher rolling her eyes but I knew she was secretly jealous of my coat and my swagger. Looking back, I am now jealous of mini D.C.’s swagger. If only I could find that jacket…
And that is this week’s Time Warp Tuesday, folks. Enjoy the rest of your week.