Category Archives: Bad Fashion

Looking super in the ’70s

I don’t know any other decade this past century that has had the most laughable fashions other than the 1970s.  Maybe it was something in the water back then, but everyone seemed to feel like they were at the forefront of some avant-garde style revolution.  Having lived through the ’70s as a small child, I never really realized anything was wrong… until I started seeing fashion photos from the decade, particularly the later disco-infused years.  These GREAT catalogue photos from Plaidstallions.com really showcase the best of the worst.  When I’m feeling down, I look at these and I smile : )  Git down, party people! 

 

The 1970s version of loungwear for sleazebags 

Sleazebag wear from plaidstallions.com

Tooth necklace is model's own

 

 

Man Mates: great pastel colors, pointy butterfly collars, bandana…simply irresistible!

What woman could say 'no' to this?

"Hey baby, want to cruise in my Camaro?"

 

 

A “Big Yank” outfit for big & tall men who like butterflies

For the man who likes butterflies...

He'll pound anyone who says "cuute shirt!"

 

 

For creepy couples you don’t want to hang out with

"I don't know about you, but I feel frisky in this navajo blanket"

"I don't know about you, but I'm feeling frisky in this navajo blanket"

 

 

More matchy fashions for creep-ola swingin’ couples who like to disco

I can SEE the music!  (acid starts kicking in...)

"Oh yeah, wow... I can SEE the music!" (as acid starts kicking in...)

 

 

Creepy couples can have summer options too!

The flared pants, white star belt and white shoes are pushing it... but a matching halter top?! Dump him!

The flared pants, white star belt and white shoes are pushing it... but a matching halter top?! Dump him!

 

 

So you can match your pimp…

 

"Where's my money at?!"

"Where's my money at?!"

 

 

 

What the really cool and sophisticated girls wore to the disco

There are no words...

Seriousy, there are no words to express my thoughts...

 

 

For the fashion-conscious ’70s boy… (who is today still in therapy)

I hate you, mom.

"I hate you, mom."

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