Three Tangent Tuesday: A really random one

I guess this is really only one tangent- but it's a good one..

Since most of last week was consumed with my moanings of a bad back (and subsequent time off) I did not have to get up super early in the AM to run! Therefor I found myself staying up past my 8:45 bedtime to see what was on TV at such an ungodly hour.

Much to my dismay, unless I wanted to watch Snookie and JWow (or whatever the other one's name is) act like complete skanky drunken fools there was little else.

So how excited was I to come across one of the BESTEST (read: really, really worst) movies to come out of the 1990's! I think I was about 12 when this movie came out and between the epic Bryan Adams soundtrack and the unbelievable hotness that was Christian Slater I must have watched this mess 100 times.

Look at the amazing skills and marksmanship. Oh Maid Marion, you didn't stand a chance.

Sorry. But did anybody else find that the rather middle aged, puffy and heavily mulleted Kevin Costner was a questionable choice for a man in tights? All together: EWWWWW!

Hot. So hot. Be still, my pre pubescent heart....

Snape, Snape... Severus Snape. You were badass as the smarmy Sheriff. But better as the Hogwarts Potions teacher. I kind of love you....


I managed to make it through approximately 35 minutes of the forced dialogue and raging battle scenes before I got too grossed out by Kevvie and had to shut 'er down. MAN- that was a much better movie in the 1990's!

Which got me thinking.... How many things of my past that I fondly remember would I HATE now??

-Hyper color shirts (pit stains, anyone?)

-Duran Duran. Nope. I still love them...

-Wearing 2 pairs of neon socks, bunched up over my high tops with neon bike shorts. BAD.

-The "Fear Street" books. I loved those. I doubt that I would now.

So, All of you on the interwebs- what did you absolutely require to live during your childhood that makes you say "MEH" now??

Edited to add: Tight rolled jeans! HOW could I have forgotten THAT?

AND the huge fashion fail of 1994-ish when enormous jeans (Jnco, please) flannel shirts, black nail polish and ghastly WHITE eyeliner were all the rage. How horrid!