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Fashion Lockers

Maybe it's my faulty memory creeping up on me again, but I don't remember decorating the interior of my middle school or high school locker.  Do you?

I had one of those recurring, "we didn't do this (have this, you insert the appropriate verb) when we were kids" moments.  At my son's middle school orientation, there were five-foot long tables set up with all sorts of "stuff" with which students (read: their parents) could buy to decorate their lockers.

The items ranged from mirrors to shelving (of varying sizes and colors), to magnetic sport team clings, "wall paper," pencil and cell phone holders.  Yes, there was a little contraption for sale that magnetically clings to your locker that will hold a child's cell phone.

It's just another way of turning something simple into something not so simple.  We used to just put our books in our lockers, and maybe tape up a ripped out page of Shaun Cassidy from "TIGER BEAT." Then again, we also used to pass folded up notes to one another on real paper.  Who could ever have imagined TEXTING?!

I think I'm starting to sound like my parents.

julie

Comments

Anonymous said…
I do not think that my parents ever went to an orientation for me, that said, I would have liked the company.

BMD
Unknown said…
shawn cassidy - brings back many memories. Do you know they also sell 'rugs' for the bottoms of the lockers? Just wait until the birthday celebrations - they decorate the outside of the birthday girls' locker with wrapping paper, candy, ribbons, etc(not sure about the boys). I don't remember that either.
Lisa D'Urso said…
Oh my goodness Julie, you are so right! shelving and mirrors in a locker? we just threw our books in there and like you said taped up a picture of - for me it was Matt Dillon- and that was it. It is so over-the-top these days, there are accessories for everything, magnetic stickers on the back of cars, special covers for cell phones, game boys etc. I could go on and on. That being said, I wish I was the one who came up with that idea because people are spending money on it!

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