throwback thursday: 18 and glamorous

In this photo I'm 18 years old. I'm wearing the dress I wore to my high school graduation, a black skin-tight dress that is backless. Beneath it I have a black teddy, the first lingerie I ever received from a female friend who I think wanted to be more. I'd just had this sophisticated concave bob haircut and dyed it blonde. I was working at Bobby McGees, a nightclub, as a bus-girl during the night, wildly flirting with boys, boys, and more boys. One memorable night I found a $50 note on the floor that had fallen out of someone's pocket and secretly claimed it as my tip for the night. This is was my third job and I was soon going to get sick of hospitality jobs and make a big change to administration. I don't remember if I quit the job or just quietly quit and stopped going back when it wasn't so much fun cleaning up after drunk people. This photo was taken by my best friend Veronica before we went out to our regular nightclub Retro in the inner city. We loved hip hop and that was our place for nearly a year. I used to wear high heels and be in agonising pain by the end of the night with my feet and a hip injury from falling off a house as a kid. I remember the nights in the back of the taxi, tired and replete, my hair smelling like an ashtray as those were the days of inside smoking, happy from dancing all night. There were some memorable adventures, the time a guy picked me up and tried to carry me out, that could have been a dangerous moment if it wasn't for my bestie stepping in. I used to tell that story with a smile, being all coquettish that I was that small and could be easily carried out, and look back now with slight horror. I still have the same bestie, 30+ years now, have learnt to wear flat shoes and suffer no pain, and am done with dying my hair. #throwbackthursday #funtimes #memories #throwback #memories