Zoe: Nobody's saying that, sir. Wash: Yeah, we're pretty much just giving each other significant glances and laughing incessantly.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Natter 34: Freak With No Name  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Atropa - Apr 15, 2005 2:57:04 pm PDT #6137 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I'm so sorry grunge made your home its capital, Jilli.

Some day, oh some day, I will be able to listen to Alice n' Chains again without grinding my teeth. Some day.

However, the nice thing about the grunge trend was that all the thrift stores were FILLED with cute vintage velvet things that hardly anyone else wanted. I miss that.


Burrell - Apr 15, 2005 2:57:20 pm PDT #6138 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

When I said a deliberate joke, I was thinking of things like layers of neon mixed with black and white checks, hugely overpadded shoulders, 3 layers of belts, haircuts that were deliberately uneven. Flock of Seagulls, people!!! The high fashion was deliberately over the top, even if the watered down versions that real people wore were not.

Let's see. I mostly wore oversized shirts belted at the hips and leggings (not stirrup pants because they didn't fit my legs right). I occasionally did the skinny tie thing, too. And black boots. I've never owned so many black boots as back then.


sarameg - Apr 15, 2005 2:58:11 pm PDT #6139 of 10001

erika, you *might* be able to find it online at www.wypr.org. Program is called The Signal.


Aims - Apr 15, 2005 2:59:36 pm PDT #6140 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

There was a different name for them.

We called them "knickers" which made my visiting English cousins hoot with laughter when I told them my mom wouldn't buy me any.


Atropa - Apr 15, 2005 2:59:54 pm PDT #6141 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

In the 80s, I wore oversize men's dress shirts (black, white, or pink) over black leggings or a black mini skirt and tights. With granny boots. Or I wore a suit jacket over a tank top, with leggings or a mini skirt. Or vintage prom dresses with a black tailcoat worn over them.


§ ita § - Apr 15, 2005 3:02:16 pm PDT #6142 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The high fashion was deliberately over the top, even if the watered down versions that real people wore were not.

Was that any moreso in the 80s than other decades? No one really wears much of that crap.

which made my visiting English cousins hoot with laughter when I told them my mom wouldn't buy me any

How did they feel about the times you wore no pants? I bet they thought Americans were all pervy.


amych - Apr 15, 2005 3:03:49 pm PDT #6143 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

And black boots. I've never owned so many black boots as back then.

Did you have the ones that sort of scrunched down around the ankles?


amych - Apr 15, 2005 3:05:15 pm PDT #6144 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Welcome home, Plei and Pleilet!


Burrell - Apr 15, 2005 3:11:19 pm PDT #6145 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Was that any moreso in the 80s than other decades? No one really wears much of that crap.

Hmmm. Good question. But did I mention FLOCK OF SEAGULLS guy?!?

Did you have the ones that sort of scrunched down around the ankles?

Er, no.


Susan W. - Apr 15, 2005 3:11:51 pm PDT #6146 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Layered button up shirts, one worn like a jacket.

I'd forgotten that look! And I seem to remember loving it, back in the day.

I always took the shoulder bads out of my clothes, since I'm broad-shouldered, and I ignored color trends if the color wasn't flattering to me. (I think 1987 was the Year of Peach, which I avoided like the plague.) But other than that I was a slavish follower of all the trends, at least in the watered-down form that made it to Birmingham.