So, this is what the guys from my neighborhood wanted to look like, circa 1984 or so, though I have to say the jeans here are much nicer. I seem to recall that there was a great insistence on the creases being just-so. And the jewelry.
So we consulted the expert on past fashion, and we probably had a little therapy session along the way, so here we are going back in time:
Hey! Marcus– get over here, we’ve got a pastel suit with your name on it– do you wanna be Crockett or Tubbs?
Marcus says that if we want him to take off the jacket we’re gonna have to be nicer about it. Also he said that he is not feeling the femme today, so we gotta respect that.
Sedave is over there muttering something incomprehensible again (Did he say Michael Weston?) and rummaging through trunks. I told him to knock it off before the clouds come in and we lose the weather.
Anyways I told Sedave about what those guys from my neighborhood used to wear circa the mid-eighties— though I would have to say our jeans fit a lot nicer. (They used to iron and crease them. Shudder.) You can almost smell the crunchy hair gel, that weird yellow Listerine, and Marlboro Reds.
Marcus brings on the machismo:
Huh! Well, if’n they’d looked like this I might not have left home.
Hey, Marcus– I just thought of something fun– do you remember the early days of MTV? And what they used to call heavy metal?
Marcus says we can leave all that up to the elf.
Oh, really?
Challenge accepted.
Edit: Take two on trying to do links:
Furb’s Casual Clothes- Beach and Club
Jewelry is Immersive Jewelry, mostly.
ENB is Caffeine.
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