Ha! Man, I just wish the right now wasn't as ripe for fashion mockery. For a hot second in the 80s I thought I was living at the one true sartorial time, where everyone else was mockable and we'd be right forever.

Then again, I was also 15. Not sure what the Dorcus people were smoking.

Jeebus, that guy has great legs.

Men! Go skirts...choose skirts.

I am vastly amused by the Dorcus memo:

“hire only men with large, hairy, developed legs, because in all probability they will be frequently chased by men wielding bats and clubs; models must be able to outrun their critics.”

I want the purple pageboy!

Frankly, you need one. Then the silver jumpsuit.

I just spent the afternoon getting high and writing porn. Well, okay then!

While we're on the topic of freaky clothing: ick. Then again, I already dislike flipflops and am not a fan of fur.

That's just gotta tickle, and in the end? Not warm enough.

Then the silver jumpsuit.

Um. This one might take a while. I have a policy regarding shiny clothes based on the fact that they NEVER flatter on the red carpet. Plus, the jumpsuit is going to have to wait until I walk off a bit more of this enormous ass-o-mine. But, when the time is right, baybee, I'm totally there in a very Space 1999 way, if you know what I mean.

I loved those crazy Moonbase Alpha clothes. Better than most of the trek stuff, for sure.

Timelies all!

I'm kinda amused by the discussion of imagined future fashions, since G's current Netflix disk is U.F.O. which is very much in that style...purple wigs and all.

U.F.O. paid a lot of attention to fashion in the future. some of it pretty decent, some not so much.

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