Fashion fiasco

I really miss those good old days when I got to wear lovely little frocks and skirts and run around and play. The white frock with red polka dots, the layered denim skirt, the blue frilly frock (my 4th yr b'day dress :) ), ohh and how can I forget, the "Sridevi" style dress (with a sleeve on only one side and the other side had just two thin straps - one blue and the other red) were a few of my favourites. Those were the days when my clothes were very pretty, thanks to my mommy's choice!
Then I grew a little older and began watching TV. Specifically - bollywood movies. Speaking of which the first movie I sat through in the theatre was Mithunda's "Disco dancer" :D As I was saying, those days (by which I mean the 90s) bollywood was my only source of information on style. You can imagine! And with the kind of clothes I bought and the ones I got from my equally (sometimes worse) fashion impaired relatives, I had a collection that you possibly cannot imagine. There were frocks with wierd jackets, with golden buttons; flairy, lacy skirts; tapering, tight jeans; stretchy tights (why?!); bell-bottoms; bell-sleeves; tops with shoulder pads ( :D ) and the works. One thing I was proud of then was that my wardrobe had dresses of all possible colours!!
I remember having always wanted a nice lacy frock (the kind Madhuri Dixit used to wear) then. The only time I got to wear one of those was during a play in which I was a fairy. Even then my school captain refused to let me wear one which looked pretty sexy (with an asymmetric cut and all that), so I had to settle for a pretty boring cream-coloured dress. I also remember having gone out to play on a hot summer afternoon in black tights, black full-sleeved top, and shorts and a sleeveless top over that. I still haven't the faintest idea why!
It wasn't just the clothes, I had a awful lot of awful accessories. Huge earrings and fat chains with beads, and shells, and made of (i think camel) bone, and imitation gold ones. What was worse was that I used to wear some of these with jeans along with a bindi (which my mom used to insist I wear). Ohh I also had a Princess Diana hair-cut once which was a total disaster :) There was also a time when I was crazy about huge black digital watches. Although I don't disapprove of that as much as I do of the others. Thankfully I don't have too much to complain about the footwear I had. But I remember trying to walk in heels (1 inch high) when I was around 6-7, and I twisted my ankle with each step. That was when I decided that heels were going to be a part of my life much much later.
Aaah those days! I don't know if it was me or if it was just a really bad time for fashion. I'd like to believe that it was the latter. But sometimes am glad I did such crazy stuff. It makes a good laugh to look at old photographs now :)