Do you remember hearing the Steve Winwood’s The Finer Things song? Well, it is one of those songs that touches my heart, brings me back to high school and, even, makes me wonder why I would have ever owned a pink unitard.
I did an interpretive dance to this song. Hopefully, you did not spit out your coffee or choke while reading the last line. Hence, it is true. I was interpreting that song like it was my job. To add more sugar to your coffee, I wore a pink unitard. For dancers, we know that this is an entire body covering, shoulders to ankle leotard. Sexy? Not really. Add in the silver leg warmers, the silver Flashdance belt, and the silver bloomer-type bottoms and you have me circa 1987. Looking back, I am not proud of the outfit choice, but at that time, I thought it was awesome.
Interpretive dancing aside, I really liked the song. I heard it first at a church camp I attended called Pennington. When people say church camp is for church and that is the main reason teens want to go, they have never been to church camp. Church camp is a dating mecca. Plus, it is a great place to meet new people (aka hot guys) and that is where I met my lifelong friend Erin (who is a guy, by the way).
This morning, The Finer Things song came onto the radio. Which is strange considering the song was released in 1986 and I wasn’t listening to an 80s channel. Then I thought, damn that pink unitard and interpretive dance stylings of my younger self.
Sometimes I would like to just be able to groove out again to The Finer Things. Or, maybe I will just by something cool off of Etsy and call it a finer thing. Hmmm. I wonder where that pink unitard is…