“Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.”
I never completely bought into that quote. Especially when I first heard it in high school, when I was complaining to my mom about a friend who bought the same shoes as me. Every. Single. Time. Imitation always seemed to me to be more about a lack of originality. But as it happens, the fashion world is guilty of both.
First they tried to retread the seventies while my daughter was in high school. It was rather endearing to hear her shriek of excitement when I told her about my dark brown fringe suede jacket, although that was quickly followed by moans of disappointment when she learned it was one of the few clothing items I’d gotten rid of. I just laughed whenever she pointed out ‘new’ fashions in the store. “Honey,” I’d say, “those styles were ugly when *I* wore them!” Not surprisingly, her high school graduation picture has a hairstyle that was identical to mine–long, straight and parted in the middle 🙂
Fashion re-runs don’t last as long as the decade they’re emulating, thank God. Although now that we’re retreading the eighties, I’m liking parts of that just fine. Love the skinny jeans and have developed an absolute fetish for boots. Also feel blessed that the waistline dropped on jeans so I no longer have to hike them up to boob level. (Sure, go ahead and laugh those of you with actual waists. The waistless will inherit the earth. I think it’s one of the Beatitudes, or something.)
It seems everything is destined to be reborn, fresh for consumerism in a different decade. Which explains these jeans:
With the triple seam stitching on the side, they are straight out of the eighties. And I just can’t buy them. Just can’t. I’m not sure I know more than three people (and none over the age of ten) who really need their butt bedazzled. Hello, Cindy Sparkles? Don’t wear that sparkly personality on your bum, dear. That is not the area to draw attention to.
Other things recycle, too. Politics. Social issues. But the most fun ones are those that make us think of our childhood. Like, ta-dum! Said Bedazzler.
Originally sold on infomercials in the ’70s, they eventually made it into KMarts everywhere. And the Bedazzler was beloved in my family for jokes alone. And since they’re back, if one wants, he or she can bedazzle their own butt, rather than spending $80 for a new pair of jeans.
I might be the only person on earth who was surprised by the resurgence of Star Wars. My kids still berate me regularly at the lack of foresight shown by my putting the Millenium Falcon on a rummage sale. Hey! I made $5!
Some things don’t deserve a comeback. Some things should never have had a *come-in*. Things like the soul patch, which is to facial hair what the mullet is to hair-dos:
Has there been anything from your childhood that’s made a comeback? If you got to pick, what would you like to see become popular again? Anything you are ready to see the last of?