Nothing's better than wearing a dead cheerleader's jacket. Maybe I took that too far, after all the jacket says 1988. Lets just say Ilene is somewhere out there in the US and now I am wearing her beloved cheer jacket. Believe it or not I used to be a cheerleader and I am pretty sure I donated all my memorabilia to the local Good Will. I wonder if in twenty years time someone will be wearing my jackets as "vintage" pieces.