Women love fashion, just sat now watching all the present day slaying queens in our society or fashionista or whatever they are called and it dawn on me that in every decade, ladies always want to be recognized as leading force in fashion.
Yes ooooh, it didn’t start today and wont end today. As l was telling my friend this, my 16 year old looked at us as if we were from out of space. See this girl oooh. She is laughing at us, like mamas fashionable? We ignored her and continued our reminiscence of back in the days ” when mamas were the slaying queen or rolling stone”.
As we went down memory lane we laughed and laughed and laughed. Then my friend recalled an incident that l couldn’t help but share here. Does anyone recall the days of shoulder pad in clothes?
Yes, it was a fashion Accessory then. That was not only used for ladies clothes alone but also for men’s suit. Ladies as usual took it to the extreme. I can’t recall much what made us ladies love it. It was as if, the higher your pad/shoulders the higher your stance or the air.
So it was not unusual to see a lady’s shoulder pad dress or blouse still attaching with another pad first with pins to her bra to make her shoulders higher. Well, I and my friends were really into it. Every clothes we had or put on must have the attached shoulder pad. This makes us feel good and important.
So this day, we went to a very busy market in Abia State. The famous Ariaria market and I had on a gown that I had attached shoulder pads to. As we went from one stall to another shopping laughing and having fun I didn’t notice that the pin holding the pad on my right shoulders had come off. As we turned into a very busy aisle in the market, my right shoulder pad fell off.
Hmmm, it was something I didn’t expect but I was not ready to pick it because to us then shoulder pad is not suppose to be exposed. As we walked away, one of the naughty sales boys started running after us, calling “sister, sister, your shoulder pad fall”
Can you imagine that we kept walking and he following repeating the same words. Before you can say “Jack Robinson” others have joined him. It became like a chant. Every where all we could hear was “sister take your shoulder pad”
Na so I and my friend keep straight face and na the end of shopping be that. Off we went to the park and boarded a bus to go home but Aba boys, they never give up. They stood there by the bus, continuing the chant of “shoulder pad” like music till our bus left the park. From that day on, I never wore another shoulder pad till it went out of fashion then.