Your mom waited in line for 10 hours to get you a Cabbage Patch Kid.
You had fights with your friends over who was a better singer: Madonna, Cyndi Lauper, Tiffany or Debbie Gibson.
You or your boyfriend dressed like Alex P. Keaton—loafers stuffed with dollar bills and all.
You had a perm (but claimed they were "natural" curls) and you wore it up in a banana clip.
Your room was plastered with posters of Ricky Shroeder, Prince, Menudo, Kirk Cameron, Bobby Brown and/or both Coreys (Haim and Feldman). They were all so, like totally radical.
You wore blue Wet 'n' Wild eyeliner with turquoise mascara and thought you looked hot.
You wore knee-length sweatshirts over stirrup leggings and thought you looked hot.
You sported "the claw." That huge wall of bangs...and thought you looked hot.
You thought acid wash jeans were the coolest ever. And you wore them with your jelly shoes.
You were a huge Poison and/or Bon Jovi fan. Long curly hair and eyeliner on a guy was sooo sexy.
You asked for He-Man and She-Ra action figures for your birthday.
You believed in "the Force" and were obsessed with all things Star Wars.
When you got "cooler" you ditched you Cabbage Patch Kid for Garbage Pail Kids cards.
You had a sparkly glove like Michael Jackson and you dreamed of owning a red leather jacket like he sported in Thriller.
Your favorite movie was Back to the Future, The Goonies or Ferris Bueller's Day Off. "Bueller...Bueller..."
You know who shot J.R.
You wore sunglasses at night.
You wanted to be the girl New Edition was singing about. Or, if you were a boy, you wanted to be Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky or Mike. ("...if I like a girl, who cares who you like? Cool it noo-ooow!")
You still can't decide if Hulk Hogan or the Iron Sheik was the better wrestler. And anyone who says those fatal leg drop and body slam moves were fake is dead wrong!
You still say, "Where's the beef" and think it's hilarious. Ditto with "What you talkin' 'bout Willis." Tritto for "I've fallen...and I can't get up!"
You wore jelly bracelets and shoes.
You can moonwalk.
Your favorite colors were neon pink and neon lime green.
You owned a Weird Al Yankovich tape.
You made Shrinky Dinks, braided barrettes and friendship bracelets... all the time.
You secretly wondered what was up with Smurfette living with all those dudes.
You had seven Swatch watches and wore them all at once on the same arm.
You loved Fraggle Rock. Who could resist Red?
You thought Ralph Macchio was super macho when he did his whole "Wax on, wax off" thing.
You had a boom box the size of a yak.
You were utterly hilarious when you ended your sentences with "PSYCHE!"
You remember Pee-wee Herman before he became a perv.
You heard Nancy Regan say "Just Say No" and you totally did... (okay, maybe just until you got to college).
You coveted Esprit and Benneton.
You loved adorable aliens, like ALF and E.T.
You're still bummed that Wham! broke up. What happened, guys?
We Are the World still makes you weepy.
You wore five pair of socks at once and scrunched them down over your Velcro L.A. Gears or Reeboks.
You wanted to be a Cosby Kid.
Like gag me with a spoon, but you like totally talked like a Valley Girl. As if. Like totally.
You used the "Care bear stare!" (and still use it occasionally on your mother-in-law).
You layered your polo shirts and popped up the collars.
You adored the Sweet Valley High books.
You remember when MTV
launched and video killed the radio star.
You watched Purple Rain (even though it was rated 'R'!).
You remember your parents debating VCR vs. Beta. Your dad was totally bummed when VCR won out because Beta was "such a better technology."
If you're a guy, you had a crush on Daisy Duke. If you're a girl, you wanted to be Daisy Duke.