That's what I remember about them - all these kids and their pretend "70s" clothes, made out of comfortable, non-scratchy materials, and subtly colour-corrected to not be as egregious violations of the colour-wheel concept as we suffered then, ha! Ha! I say, at their pretending to understand the true squamous indefinable horror of that time - that they were awful in every respect.
Was the 1970s when TV news programs began to do little PSAs about how long it took various products made from solidified napalm to burn? I remember inexpensive tents in particular went up like flashpaper.
I used to have a favorite outfit that consisted of a cream shirt with a maroon pattern (sort of mini-paisley like), a pair of orange and purple plaid pants, and maroon loafers.
My problem was that pretty much all of my clothes were handed down to me from my two older brothers. They tended to preferentially wear the clothes that were not a complete affront to all that was right and good in the world, and of course wore them out. Leaving me with the dregs, like plaid pants and polyester turtlenecks. Fashion advice wouldn't have helped.
One of my brothers got too close the fire one Christmas and his shirt caught fire. Happily as it burned it pulled away from him so he wasn't burned but by the time it went out, there was a fist sized hole in the shirt.
Another thing I don't miss about the 1970s: clothes, generally shirts, made from synthetics to which I was extremely, instant-hives-and-welts, allergic.
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james_davis_nicoll) wrote2010-10-14 04:32 am
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You know, it wouldn't have killed adults to offer a little fashion advice.
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Another thing I don't miss about the 1970s: clothes, generally shirts, made from synthetics to which I was extremely, instant-hives-and-welts, allergic.
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-- Steve comes to bury the '70s, not praise them.