Dear Slap Bracelets,
I haven’t thought about you in YEARS. Probably in like over a decade. However, you did make a lasting impression in my life in that you are one of the most regrettable fads of my childhood. In the early 1990′s, you were considered the pinnacle of a personal fashion statement. Available in stripes, polka dots, solid colors, interesting doodles and designs, you seemed to have endless possibilities. Third graders collected you by the 10′s and wore up to 6 or 7 of you AT A TIME. Teachers enforced time-out because these same students couldn’t stop taking you off and slapping you back on. How unresistable you were.
I personally didn’t have a lot of you, but did have a few. I enjoyed the “Long Distance Slap” where you would literally throw the slap bracelet out of your right hand, through a distance in the air, till it caught around your other wrist. Gangster.
However, like most good things, you had to come to an end. Apparently the metal you were made with got you banned in schools after personal injuries, and yes, attacks (Ed. sidenote: Dude, you were in 7th grade and had slap bracelets?). They started making you with some kind of plastic, but you never recovered. You seeped into pop culture oblivion, only to be mentioned in blog posts like this, and on VH1′s “I Love the 90′s” series. You may not have even made it into the first run through and maybe had to wait for “I Love the 90′s Part 2″ to be discussed. Shameful.
We can still buy you and find you , but let’s be honest…..who really wants to?
Good riddance slap bracelets. You’re corny, and I will not be reinstituting you into my old-school fashion style.
The Mixtape Monster
