Sunday, October 21, 2007

OK, but only if I can have my big hair back too.



What a relief! Finally the New York Times Style section has announced that shoulder pads are back in style. They write, "At Balenciaga, shoulders of tops rise into stiff peaks or explode into fuzzy pompoms of fabric." I can't wait to get to my neighborhood Goodwill store and buy those faulous 80s big-shouldered shirts before the super models snap them all up. Because I think exploding "fuzzy pompoms of fabric" on my shoulders are just what my larger-than-it-used-to-be figure needs to acheive that "female linebacker" look I've been dying for. But if I add these hot new shoes

by Marc Jacobs to the ensemble - Lucky me! - I can look like this!

7 comments:

pat said...

Eeee-uuggggghhhhhh.
I think Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer is a good film, I've been known to eat liver paste on crackers, and I think Fran Drescher is sexy, but shoulder pads give me the creeps. If I see a shoulder pad laying in the middle of the floor, after escaping its former garment home, I go into convulsions. I regard this news as some serious End Times type of stuff.

more cowbell said...

For some reason, I can't see any of the pics.

All the other decades had some form of cool going for them. I could see them coming back, eventually. But the 80s? Please! Bad hair, bad make up, bad clothes ... it was just bad. High waisted jeans with pleats and skinny ankles flatter NO ONE. Not even the danger-skinny models. And shoulder pads? WITH the skinny ankles? You want me to look like some kind of reverse Weeble? I find it amazing that teenagers today aren't laughing and pointing at this shit, instead of buying it. What is wrong with people? Just look at the yearbooks - have we learned nothing?

Elizabeth said...

Pat, now that you mention it, the shoulder pad without its fabric surround is kind of sluglike.... a soft white underbelly kind of thing going on.

No, End of Times would be if I actually started wearing any of that shit again. But..............

Cowbell, Don't you think one of the great joys of being middle aged is that you no longer feel you have to give in to this nonsense? Too bad the pics didn't work for you. I had fun with them. the final one was and image (from Fantasia) of the hippo ballerina en pointe on the toes of her teensy pink shoes (which would be what I would feel and look like with big ol' shoulder pads and dainty high heels).

Monica said...

ok... i have mc hammer pants. i shit you not, they are awesome. but SHOULDER PADS? no thanks.

ps i can't see the pics either.

Elizabeth said...

Monica - I kind of have a soft spot for M.C. Hammer (and his pants). I used to live in Oakland, CA. he was our local boy made good. I used to have a pair or two myself. Used to. And the shoulder pads. And the high heels. And I thought I was sooo hot. I was the shit.

more cowbell said...

I can see the pics now. And, for your information, I am not, and never will be middle-aged.

Monica -- come on girl, full disclosure: You just bought those pants. Don't even try to play like they're left from the 80s.

Me said...

Cowbell, OK, I should have said, "One of the great joys of not being an idiot anymore...." I was going to say "Grown up," but THAT'S what I'm never going to be. Just isn't in my dna.