In lieu of a proper 80s post...

Last week, I had all intentions of penning a proper 80s treatise in honor of
Corey Haim. The moment passed and I got distracted by Balmain and some other
random stuff. What is there to really say about the 80s anyway that hasn't
been said? Baggy clothes, eyeliner, Limahl- well, you know.

Lots of you were there and if you weren't, you too have probably danced
around to Joy Division and cried a bit inside just like the rest of us.
Anyway, here is Douglas Coupland's house in Vancouver, featured in the New
York Times style joint in August. Doug penned "Generation X", the
quintessential road map to a highly sought out generation by both marketers
and MTV alike. The book was evidence that something real was happening to
those of us who grew up playing with Rubik's cubes and donning asymmetrical
haircuts. I wish I had written about disenfranchised youth- perhaps I could
live in a midcentury modern surrounded by Damien Hirsts and cool toys too.
Dope.