Bishop Noll High School - Marquette Yearbook (Hammond, IN)

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26 Fads All day, All night, All video music. MTV has made a major impact on popular music. Although it has been on for two years, the videos by Michael Jackson and Duran Duran have made MTV and video music a common sight in our homes. Preppies at heart. The preppy fad has faded away, but the shoes remain. Senior Leticia Mora wears a pair of loafers that popularized during the fad, but have now become just your everyday shoes. Wearing this fad with ease, Senior Ferdy Dimailig shows us the parachute” fad. Nylon pants with lots of zippers and straps and buckles on your coat seem to be in. Displaying a new fad, Junior Patty Raskosky tries an oversized dress with big buttons and a large collar worn with pumps and patterned nylons. This fad will probably be around a long time.

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Enjoyikg the skit the Senior leaders have preparef. I ' eanna Haskell shows the theme of BIONIC® Believe It Or Not, I Care.) Discovering some time to be alone, Carrie Jones and EM Repay review the eventful day at Senior Retreat. On Junior Retreat, Carl Kowal finds a quiet place to think by the lake at Optimist Park.

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Preppy vs. Punk. Danielle Phillips tucks her pants into her boots to attempt the punk look, but with matching turquoise suspenders her preppy side shows. Even though the preppy fad has faded, one of the styles, the argyle sweater vests, are still very popular. Here, Lourdes Hernandez, Junior, displays her version of the Shetland wool vest in Chemistry class. Prep? Punk? G.Q.? Vogue? Boy George? New Wave? What Is The Fad? She was a nervous wreck! She finally got a date with Kip, the cutest guy in school, and she couldn’t find anything to wear. Every piece of clothing she had was now covering her room. “What am I going to wear?” She asked herself. “Kip has the coolest clothes, he always keeps up with what’s IN!” She scanned the room, and couldn’t find a single thing. She cringed when she saw a pair of green polyester pants hanging from the light fix¬ ture. “I have to burn those!” she whispered. Someone knocked on her door. “Come in!” “Like, Margot! There is some guy downstairs ... and! Oh my God! Like, he thinks his name is Kip!” Margot’s sister laughed uproariosly! “Spare me, puh- lease! Preps are so pukoid! But he is sooo tripendicular! What do you want me to tell him?” “Put on MTV or something, and tell him I’ll be down in a minute. Please act normal!” Margot pleaded. “Fer shurr!” Michelle replied. “She has definitely seen “Val¬ ley Girl” too many times on ca¬ ble!” Margot thought. “What am I going to wear?” She looked at her room and threw her hands up in despair. “There is only one way to do this,” she told herself. She stood up and closed her eyes. Bending over, Margot picked up whatever was near her. “Not bad!” she compli¬ mented herself. She picked up her ankle high pin striped jeans, an argyle sweater, and a purple Polo. Walking over to her shoe rack, Margot had a tough time deciding which to wear. “My top siders? Or Nike’s? Should I wear my pumps?” She chose the pumps, got dressed and quickly ran downstairs. Margot arrived just in time. Michelle was singing “Billie Jean” while trying to dance like Michael Jackson. Kip was sit¬ ting in the chair, smiling polite¬ ly. “Isn’t this like the video!? Michael is like ... so spastic! So is Boy George!” Michelle said. “Billie Jean is not my lover ...” Michelle blew a bubble as Mar¬ got spoke. “Hi Kip.” Margo said. Kip got up to greet her. He was wearing a pair of Levi’s, a black leather jacket, and black leather roll down boots. “What’s in your hair?” she asked. “Oh, I greased it. Do you like it?” Kip asked. “Yeah, it looks great!” Margot replied. She then said quietly, “Just don’t expect me to run my fingers through it.” Someone wailed from the kitchen, “Margot Ann! Is your date here?” “Yes, mom.” “Well, bring him in here so I can meet him please.” Margot smiled, rolled her eyeballs, grabbed Kip’s hand and led him to the kitchen. “Hello, young man. I’m Mrs. Smith, Margot’s mother!” “Hello,” Kip Replied. “Where are you going?” Mrs. Smith asked. “To the movies? Or somewhere else? And please Skip ...” “Excuse me, my name is Kip,” he said. “Oh yes, well, Kip. Please, no ‘R’ rated movies. They’re just a bunch of smut.” “Yes, ma’m. I was planning on going to a 3-D movie anyway — rated ‘PG’, of course.” Kip re¬ plied. Margot gave him a ‘let’s get out of here fast’ look. “Sorry, Mrs. Smith, but the movie starts in a half hour. We should really be going.” They left, passing up Michelle (who was not watching “Valley Girl”) and exited the house. “You look sharp, Margot. Like .. . right out of the pages of Vogue, Kip told her, imitating Michelle. “She’s at that stage,” Margot answered. Fads 27