Hi Everyone!

I know that we have a wide variety of people here, all of different ages and backgrounds and ideas. And I just kind of wonder how people's rooms varied from one another growing up.

And to be fair, I'll share mine.  :)

Birth to Four: I had no control over how my room was decorated in the first four years of my life. My mother had the control and all over my room, were Disney characters. I had framed portraits of Mickey, Minne, Goofy and Donald at Disneyland. (Though I have never been there) and my mother even went so far as to hand stuffed animals by thier ears on tumbtacks on the wall. My bed was nothing special, just covered with bright blankets from time to time.


Five to Eight : Hard to believe, but there was actually a time in my life before MJ took over. And I had gotten a say, finally in my room. Kind of. At the time, I was into MC Hammer before he went broke, and I had a couple of his pictures on the wall. My mother also claimed that I was really into New Kids on the Block. I have no recollection of this, but for YEARS, I had a NKOB blanket. I still have it--in a closet. I also remember a Fern Gully poster. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that film. I have no idea why my mom thought I was SO into Disney. I even had Mickey and Minnie piggy banks. I broke each at least ten times over the years. The damn things wouldn’t DIE! LOL. Also, for a brief period of time, I was into the Power Rangers, and had a PR poster.

Nine to the Present :  At nine, I found MJ, as you all know the tale. In the early days, I was really kind of not hip at all to buying MJ posters and things like that, so my room was mostly covered in photocopies of Michael. As I got older and more computer savvy, I saw examples of proper fan rooms, I went out and started getting posters and pictures, etc. Now in the months before I found Michael, my room looked really NORMAL. I had little paintings on my walls and normal stuff. Then Michael took over, and later, I had a Prince moment. Not into Prince so much anymore. My boyfriend is batty about him, (in a heterosexual way of course)  me not so much. I also have a few of my pageant banners in my room that didn’t fit in my living room. Really kind of boring. When I get older and you know married, there will be no MJ stuff in my bedroom, I hope to get a place and have a room set aside specifically for my MJ stuff. If I marry Dion, his Prince crap will be in the garage. I saw a grown man older than me with a HOUSE full of Power Ranger toys and posters, etc. if he can do it, I can too!

Please share your rooms!

Until I was in 5th grade (10 or 11 years old), my bedroom was decorated with a lot of animal posters (cute puppies and kittens) and family photos.  I also had these really frilly, girly pink and white curtains on my windows, and this pink and white bedspread I really loved.  Plus, I had a lot of stuffed animals and other dolls displayed throughout my room.

By 5th grade my tastes changed considerably, and I began decorating my room with posters and pin-ups of different celebrities, from Johnny Depp (my very first poster!) to Jon Bon Jovi.

During my teen years I didn't nearly had as much posters and pin-ups on my bedroom walls as during my pre-teen years but I still had pictures of Johnny Depp, plus Brad Pitt, and also this big poster of Jim Morrison of The Doors that a friend gave me for my birthday. 

:)

A storm of Matchbox cars and action figures!
:D

I had to make a lot of noise to drown out the sound mom and dad quarreling!

A storm of Matchbox cars and action figures!
:D

I had to make a lot of noise to drown out the sound mom and dad quarreling!

I can say the same...
Plus, I had lots of Hockey players/Baseball players posters on my wall (Bobby Orr, Gordie Howe, Johnny Bench, Ken Dryden, Bobby Hull, etc..)

Everyone's rooms sound cool. At the mention of the action figures and cars. I used to always for some reason have at least 5 or more of those matchbox cars. I know it was a boy's toy, but I had them and I loved playing with them And I had Barbies and other dolls coming out my ears. I distinctly remember lining all my Barbies, some nude, some not, all along my mom's dresser and counting them. I had 24. My cousins and all my little ffriends couldn't stand me, I had so many lol.

The one doll I had that I hated was a Barbie knock -off that my mom got for a dollar and she came with wigs and I threw my self into convulsions when her hair came off and I saw her bald head. LOL.  ;D

From when I can remember 'til age 5 - Don't remember much on the walls except for some lion poster which I swear would wake me up in the middle of the night with some big lion roar.

From 5 til about 13 I didn't have much on the walls in my room.  Started sharing a room with my brother when he was born (I was 7).

After age 13 I started putting up some posters - one from the video game Dragon's Lair, one included in the Purple Rain Soundtrack LP, One from some Breakdancing compilation LP, some chicks in bikinis from posters you could get through Columbia House...this lasted 'til I was about 17-18.

After that It was beer plaques/mirrors  (Michelob, Miller Lite...) and some artwork by Ty Wilson.

I used to wake my sisters up knocking down building blocks at 8:00 in the morning!
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vaguely recall what it was like up until age about 5.  It had three walls painted yellow and one wall papered.  The paper had various animals on it (tiger and lion I remember).

Then it was papered with a pink and blue floral paper.  For a while I had some Disney posters on the walls.  One I remember was Bambi on the ice.

Gradually the Disney posters were replaced with various other posters.  One I remember was of The Fonz.  Later I had four different Toyah posters.  At some point the wall were painted pink.

Aged about 14 I switched the furniture around.  The walls were then more or less covered with posters and song lyrics clipped out of Smash Hits.  I remember having The Cure, Bauhaus and The Smiths plus lyrics to Obsession by Animotion.

I remember repainting the room a pale grey at one point.  It stayed that way until a few years after I moved out

Aside from the A Team curtains, it was a bedroom.

;D

When I was really little I shared a room with my sister.  Our carpet and walls were pale yellow, (still don't know what my parents were thinking getting yellow carpet!) but two walls had wall paper with daisys on it.  We also had pale yellow curtains and bunk beds.  Very cute. 

When I got older I moved into another room that had dusty blue wall paper with little flowers on it and a matching comforter and I had posters of Bon Jovi and Def Leppard.

When I was a teenager, I bought thousands of those glow in the dark stars, and put them all over the walls and celing of my room.  They were so cool.  I made all sorts of constellations and supernovas and stuff out of them.  I still miss them like crazy!  My high school boyfriend and I would lay on my bed listening to Pink Floyd and Depeche Mode and look at my stars.  At least that was what we told my parents we were doing!  ;D

Until age 7:
When I was two, my parents gave me a white canopy bed for Christmas. I had Holly Hobbie sheets and comforter, lots of stuffed animals, and a few posters of ballerinas and unicorns and fairies. We moved a couple of times, but I kept the same basic bedroom setup.

Ages 7-8:
I turned into a tomboy. Took the canopy off the bed and painted the frame blue, added some science toys (chemistry set, electronics kit) and a ton of sports equipment. Begged my parents to buy me Castle Grayskull, but ended up with some knockoff instead. Also had tons of board games during this era.

Ages 9-11:
My parents bought a big house and my new bedroom was about twice the size of the previous one. I wanted a more "grown up" room, so I got a free-flow water bed in cherry wood with matching bookcases and a big heavy wooden desk. I had one of those phones with the fluorescent strip that cast an interesting hot pink glow over the entire room. I used to lay on the bed with just the phone light on and chat on the phone for hours. I also got really into celebrities and covered the walls with posters and pin-ups of everyone from John Stamos to Johnny Depp. I kept the science toys, cut down the sports equipment and began my love affair with old hardbound books.

Ages 12-18:
I became goth. Kept the furniture, traded the hot pink phone for basic black, took down the celebrity posters and put up sword and sorcery drawings and paintings. Kept the hardbound book collection and added tons of D&D and other gaming books. Expanded the science toy collection and added some B-movie science lab touches (beakers and test tubes and whatnot loose on the shelves) and a light-up Bates Motel sign. I also started collecting old bottles.

I shared a room with my two sisters, some would be appalled these days but it was common then.  The walls were papered with wallpaper with little flowers, my sisters shared a bed and because I tended to get sick a lot I had my own bed. We had a dresser and a bureau and that's about it. We didn't hang out in the bedroom, we just slept there so decorating wasn't a top priority.

When I was a baby the room was red and white with brown furniture and crib.

When I was a bout 5 my parents bought me white furniture (which was popular in the 70's).  I had pink shag carpet, pink and white check (checkered??) wallpaper on 3 walls and the other wall had big pink and white check daisies.  My mom had made my lamp at ceramics class, it was a Smiley Face girl.  I had lots of angel figurines on my book shelf.  Always had a frilly bedspread.

When I got older we changed the wallpaper to a small floral and got a new carpet in a shade of lilac.  I had the same furniture except for the bed, got rid of the head board. 

I had "The A-Team" curtains on my window, and a Dukes of Hazzard bedsheet set. 

A mess.



Cat

A mess.


Ha ha, mine too.

From what I can remember, my dad used to paint spaceships and stuff on my woodchip wallpaper when I was little. I think it upgraded to 'Transformer' wallpaper from the age of 7 - 10 I think...From there, it's just been one colour usually. The room I live in is yellow with red carpet and curtains. A bit different to the obligatory magnolia but it could have been a lot worse.

I shared a room with my two sisters, some would be appalled these days but it was common then.  The walls were papered with wallpaper with little flowers, my sisters shared a bed and because I tended to get sick a lot I had my own bed. We had a dresser and a bureau and that's about it. We didn't hang out in the bedroom, we just slept there so decorating wasn't a top priority.


I spent one winter when I was six sharing a bedroom with my twelve-year-old sister.  I had another sister, but the two of them fought like wolverines, so them sharing was out of the question.  What happened was that year fuel prices were ridiculously high, so my father insisted on closing off half of the house and heating entirely with wood.  It was still cold as a b*tch.  My sister had to do all her private stuff in the bathroom.  We survived it somehow.  The next year my parents took the bedroom on the first floor off the living room, my sister got my parents old room, and I got my entire room back for my clutter of wind-up cars and building blocks.  Sis got the big room on the west end of the house for her neo-flower child environment and sub-furtive marijuana smoking.  The two bedrooms at the northeast end of the house, second floor, remained vacant until my parents' divorce.  When my mother moved out, my dad and stepmother-to-be took my sister's old room and my stepbrother got the room across the hall, which had actually been my parents' first bedroom when we moved into the house in 1970.  Later it was inhabited by a friend of my father's who was a brother at the monastery where dad went to prep school, but had since fallen on alcoholism and hard times.  That guy stayed with us for a few years until he had to go into some kind of rehab for his drinking.  My sisters and I believed that room was haunted, but we didn't tell my stepbrother that.  And the bedroom-go-round was even more convoluted than described here!
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A mess.



Cat


My bedroom was like that too sometimes!  :D

lol---mine was a mess too (and still is sometimes  ::) )

Anyway from birth to 7: the nursery I was in had Winnie the Pooh hangings on the wall. When we moved when I was a year-and-a-half, there were some transformations: at one point I had Winnie the Pooh wallpaper (I tore it down when I had a fit), then I had a border of wallpaper with nursery rymes with my name in coloured foam letters on one wall and I think my mom put some of my stuffed toys hung against one wall be the bed, and then around 6 (jut before we moved) I had wall paper with tiny pink florals. I think I had sky blue carpet in that room and I had a book shelf for more of my stuffed toys. My furniture was white.

After we moved: my room had wallpaper with light pink and blue flowers and butterflies. A doll sitting on a swing, hung from the ceiling. The bedspread and pillows were pale pink. I had the same white furniture and also a white desk. A white wicker chair was added to the room, and eventually a NKOTB poster.

When I was in highschool: changed bedrooms with my brother so I could get the south side as he was away at university. I had a sponge painted the walls pink, and had a shelf like the one back at our old house. I had a smokey pink adjustable overhead lamp over my bed. The pink eventually became a little too much so I painted the walls white with a forest green border with pink and white flowers. The bed had a floral forest green bedspread, and the pink adjustable lamp got replaced with a hanging lamp in again forest green. I was in love with that colour.

My family suspected I might be gay for all the Depeche Mode and Soft Cell posters I had, plus the fact that I didn't bring home girls.  Hell, it wasn't for lack of trying, but I didn't care to talk about.  I still wonder -- I must be gay about everything except sex.
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My family suspected I might be gay for all the Depeche Mode and Soft Cell posters I had, plus the fact that I didn't bring home girls.  Hell, it wasn't for lack of trying, but I didn't care to talk about.  I still wonder -- I must be gay about everything except sex.
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I thought the term for that was "metro"  :D

Eh, I was probably suspected of the same in high school until I brought home that hot big-breasted former cheerleader  http://www.inthe00s.com/smile/03/cheering.gif  http://www.inthe00s.com/smile/12/downtown.gif

I thought the term for that was "metro"  :D



That was after my time being "metro."  I was never even bicurious -- so why was I wearing Smiths t-shirts and eye makeup to a public high school? 

Anybody who saw my bedroom when I was 18 would have said, this kid is gay, unless they found my stash-o-porn!
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