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Good heavens.
Whenever I get to thinking my life sucks, I’ll have to try to remember I could be that guy…
Sweet Christ. I want that. I want to own that Suck Suit, or whatever it’s called.
And the wig on that guy? What’s with the Man Wig?
Genius.
That’s one of the most unnatural poses I’ve ever seen. It looks positively painful.
It looks like the photographer was having fun with him.
Can someone come up with ONE thing that was redeeming about the 70s??
Disco.
Star Wars came out.
Uhm …
Hollywood films of that decade.
But seriously – I just don’t think the clothes looked good on anybody. Check out the entry BELOW the guy with the sweater – called “the three faces of Bev”. i mean … what????
The hair, the makeup, the clothes, the home decor – all just atrocious! So glad I grew up in the 70s!! :)
That poor guy. I wonder what he’s up to these days.
My favorite comment: His swim trunks are so rad.
That’s the difference in our perspectives, Sheila (difference also in the mathmatical sense, e.g. 6 years)… You remember the late 70s (e.g. Star Wars and Disco), I remember the early and mid 70s (i.e. this fashion and Watergate and the peak of “60s” counter-culture)
JFH – Yeah, that’s true, isn’t it? Almost like different eras.
Patrick – hahahaha I love the person who comments about his clavicle and the weird little chain.
JFH – check this out! Alex just posted a “tribute to the 70s”. hahahaha Just in time!
I was way too young for all of that stuff – although I caught up with much of it later. I had a mood ring in grade school, for example. I read Jonathan Livingston Seagull in high school – which was in the 80s. Etc.
Just a funny coincidence that she would post that today.
:)
Richard Chamberlain! Ew. Richard Chamberlain!!!
I always wondered what Father Ralph was wearing under those robes …