I let my friend's mother give me a perm once in 1987, as practice (she was studying to be a hair stylist). I was 14 - my hair is and was determined to be straight and I had slightly wavy hair for a bit less than a week.
Perm chemicals at the time had an absolutely horribly smell. I was amazed that anyone paid to have that done.
I had a pen pal in England when I was 11 in 1984, and we would make each other cassette recordings of songs we would hear on the radio. I would stay up to catch the "TOP 10 at 10" or whatever the show was. Bill Idol singing "Eyes Without a Face" and Night Ranger's "Sister Christian".
A simpler and more innocent time.