Apparently, today has a higher potential for evil, being 6/6/06 and all. Not that I'm into all that numerology stuff. It's interesting, though. My neighbor recently had a baby who was born on 4/5/06. How cool is that?
So, getting back to hell, I found myself in fashion hell yesterday at the PostMart while mailing a package. It was like junior high all over again, down to the stupid little alligator thingie. Yes, folks, it's official. That idiotic popped collar thing is back. (I feel like the little girl from Poltergeist--"They're baaaaaaaaaaack!")
Two, yes, TWO young men there had their polo shirt collars popped up. It was scary. One was a customer and the other was one of the employees. And get this: the employee was doing the double shirt thing with both collars popped up. And his outer shirt was a light blue IZOD. Silently, my mind was screaming, "Noooooooooooooo!" I couldn't take my eyes off this strange phenomenon. I thought the popped collar rumors were just that, but here they were in the flesh.
I always hated the popped collar thing. I couldn't pull it off even when they were in style. For one, my parents couldn't afford IZOD shirts, so I got the imitation kind. Of course, that was fashion death in junior high--you have to have the real thing or you're not cool. For two, I always thought the popped collar thing looked stupid. The only time I want my collar up around my neck is in the dead of winter when I'm outside and the wind is blowing. I just don't get the look.
So here's my firm Betty for today: may Izod and the popped collar rot in hell.
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Burn Baby Burn!
Burn Baby Burn!
Burn Baby Burn!
...say it with me now.
I know what you mean. And--as I keep telling all you youngsters out there--the 70s weren't that great the first time around. Must we revisit them?
Oh--and guess what else is back?
Burn baby burn!
p.s. Happy Birthday to Shawna Miller today. I hope her day is not Hell Day!
i think this time around is going to be really bad for fashion because people seem to be mixing 70's and 80's fashion. i keep seeing people wearing spandex capris with tiny jean skirts over the top. and then a popped collared shirt on top. what a sad sad sight!
I had one alligator shirt back in the day, but it was an upside-down, tongue-hanging-out-of-his-mouth dead alligator. So much for me and preppy fashion.
I want a dead alligator shirt!! Where can I find one?
Oh--and if any of you remember the guy they interviewed on TV years ago when Yellowstone was burning who said, "Burn, baby, burn!"--that was my uncle. He worked for the National Forest Service for years and years. They lived in Yellowstone.
I love PostMart. And I know a girl whose birthdate is 5/6/78.
That is all.
A few years ago while we were in Portland, I got this really great Swatch. I liked the colors and it was water-proof. I had told my sister about it, and she thought it would be cool/funny to get me swatch guard (you date yourself if you know what these are). She was living in SLC, and went to some fancy store that sold swatches and she told the counter guy she wanted to get a swatch guard. He looked at her funny, and she described what it was. He then said (And she was about 25 at the time), "Uh ma'am, we don't carry those anymore. They are soooo 80s". She felt about a hundred years old, and he looked about 12. Frankly I'm glad that anything 80s comes back. I can do a big hairstyle like no other. The last time I felt I was fashionable was about 1983.
I need for people to stop wearing bubble skirts and leggings.
If stirrup pants come back in....KILL ME NOW.
Oh, my, I believe I need to drag out my 4th grade picture to post it for the popped collar war. ugh. I was even wearing purple. Purple popped collar with a purple oxford shirt over the top. Oh, and my fabulous feathered hair.
elizabeth-w. . .you brought that WAY back for me. I LOVED my swatch watch (it was all white with a blue/white striped face) and I always loved to switch my swatchguards!!
I don't know Julie, you might look pretty stylin' with your collar popped up. You could wear it with your boat shoes and your tiny "butt backpack" from 6th grade.
We should meet to discuss it at recess--I'll bring some Transformers if you bring some Chinese jacks and your funky Chinese jump rope.
As a child I not only took the D.A.R.E program oath to not use drugs, but I also made a solemn vow that I would never allow a child of mine to suffer through another unsightly outbreak of leg warmers, checkered shoes, and Members Only jackets. Please, won't you think of the children?
I don't get it, Julie. You don't like Hot Topic?
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