She was so '80s. She was so cute. She was so my hero. Seriously, she was a couple years older than me and I thought she was the coolest. So much, in fact, that in third grade I asked my teacher to address me as 'Punky.' The fact that I just confessed that somewhat embarrassing bit of personal history shows how much I care (tear).
But back to Punky, the real Punky. She was the most chipper orphan I ever saw — with the most unique fashion sense. Through her adventures with Henry, her pup Brandon, and her pals Cherie and Margaux, Punky spread her Punky Power. We witnessed her blossom into adolescence and boy did she blossom, i.e. Soleil Moon Frye publicly announcing her teenage breast reduction surgery, but I didn't notice. I just enjoyed the declarations like "holy mac-a-noley" and her funky fashions. It's never too late to embrace your inner Punky — do so this Halloween!