What else can it be but the SEASON FINALE EPISODE OF THE AXIS OF WEEVIL THURSDAY THREE!
Well, probably not very many other things, but be that as it may, if you've never participated before, be sure to participate today in our little quizzical diversion, because the Thursday Three is going into summer hiatus, and the producers of the show are not yet certain if it will return to the fall schedule.
In order to provide you, the reading audience, with the finest question-answering experience possible, we have a fine young writer named Dan (who is skinny) come up with the following set of burning, must-read, must-answer queries about your darkest secrets. As always, anyone may play along by either leaving your answers in the comments below, or a link to your blog with your answers. So, sit back, turn up the volume, and let's see what happens:
Your food court hilarity (which seems to have brought the lurkers out of obscurity) gave me some ideas. They may need work.
1) What is, or was, your favorite style of dress, or a particular item of clothing you remember fondly from childhood?
2) What style of dress do you remember being humiliated by as a kid, but your mother made you wear anyway?
3) What dress style/clothing choice do you remember as being unbelievably cool at the time that now makes you cringe? Would you actually burn pictures of yourself in the outfit if you ran across them now?
As for mine...
1) I have always thought a simple, dark, single-breasted, two button suit with plain front, uncuffed pants, and a white, longsleeve cotton shirt is very difficult to beat, if the suit's cut right and fits. This is what I wear to church, and what I want to be buried in. I never really had any favorite clothes from when I was a kid.
2) My mom always bought me good clothes, and nothing weird or awful. I do remember the husky size Toughskins with the reinforced knees that always faded at a different rate than the rest of the pants, but I never disliked wearing them. Kids were much less concerned about stuff like that when I was little.
3) When I was in the 8th or 9th grade (circa 1975-77), I had a brown leisure suit that I would occasionally wear to school, because it looked so very, very stylish. Swirly brown floral Quiana shirt, collar out, sleeves rolled up a touch, two-tone platform dress shoes.
Yikes.
And there exists a photo of me in the yearbook in this get up. Which you will never see. Unless I'm in a sharing mood.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at May 19, 2005 09:25 AMI'm up! http://wasted_electrons.blogspot.com/2005/05/thursday-three-time-and-funny-clothes.html
Posted by: Nate at May 19, 2005 09:52 AMI gotta learn to make the link clicky!
Posted by: Nate at May 19, 2005 09:54 AMMine are up at http://www.ccomfort.com/blog/?p=262
Posted by: Hemisphere Dancer at May 19, 2005 09:58 AMI'm up.
Posted by: jim at May 19, 2005 09:59 AMMine are up, and looking quite dapper, I must say.
Posted by: skillzy at May 19, 2005 10:38 AMI'm up. I think we should have a contest for the best "Moron Project" with three entries allowed for each participant. The prize could be an additional Axis of Weevil gift pack.
Posted by: Larry Anderson at May 19, 2005 10:42 AMWell, that's still a possibility, Larry--maybe we could make that a new category at the award show.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 19, 2005 10:56 AM1) I mostly wore shorts & sleeveless shirts to play in unless it was REALLY cold. We were required to wear dresses to school up until I was in high school, and couldn't wear jeans even then.
2) I can't think of any.
3) Hip huggers! Bikinis! Gotta match?
Oh, come on now, Kathy--put the lighter down!
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 19, 2005 11:13 AMMy answers would agree much with yours--particularly #1; I am in complete agreement about the suit.
#2: My only complaint with my mother was that she wanted me to dress with the current fashions, which at the time (60's and 70's) involved quite a few BRIGHT COLORS, and as I was then and still am a conservative sort, I despised those bright colors. You won't catch me dead in purple, pink or teal. (Anyone who dresses me in such for my funeral should prepare to be haunted for many years.)
#3) To my shame I must confess I too had one of those leisure suits. O the horror! But there are NO extant pictures of me in one of those things. If someone DOES show a picture of me in one of those it MUST be a Photoshop.
Posted by: Stan at May 19, 2005 11:32 AMSurrrre, Stan. We believe you... ::chortle::
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 19, 2005 11:54 AMI'm up with cute toddler models!
Posted by: Sarah G. at May 19, 2005 12:45 PMI'm up
Posted by: Earth Girl at May 19, 2005 03:05 PM1) Particular item of clothing you remember fondly from childhood?
A cute little pseudo-pinafore-and-blouse dress from seventh grade. The pinafore part was fake denim with a red apple applique on the bib, and the blouse part was red checked gingham. My friend Anne asked me, "Is that a dress or an outfit?" I averred that it was a dress. Anne said, "I knew it, because you never wear anything that goes together!"
2) Humiliation clothing?
Those awful polyester knit pants with the stitched-down crease running down the front. Maybe polyester knit pants are nicer now, I don't know, but back in the 1970s the fabric was hot, heavy, itchy, and had an almost greasy feel. But I love my mom, so I wore them -- I complained a lot, though. ;-)
3) Cool then, cringe now?
My prized Qiana shirt collection. Being a packrat, I still have some of them in a box somewhere, along with my puka shells, macrame belt, Indian beads, and fringed leather purse. The knock-off Birkenstocks I wore with such pride are long gone, and the Famolare platform shoes were thrown in the give-away when I went to college. I don't miss them a bit! :-)
Great blog. I tumbled here with the rest of the Instalanche, and I expect to come back frequently under my own power.
Posted by: Mary in LA at May 19, 2005 07:49 PMHey, Mary in LA--thanks for dropping by, for the promise to come by again, and especially for the kind words. As you will come to know, I live for constant positive reinforcement.
AS FOR ANNE--I never did like her. Th' little brat.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 20, 2005 08:14 AM