One fashion trend that I can't figure out is the Oompa-Loompa look. I don't quite comprehend why people want to be orange. Tan Mom lounging drunkenly on the beach is where it all ends.
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As bad as the fake tan of today is, it could be worse. In l977, people paid good money to not only get wrinkles, but also risked skin cancer.
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In l977 a person could purchase the newest Supertramp vinyl record for $6.98. The Tan-A-Mat, in comparison, had a retail price of $19.95. This is ironic, as this same item is now available at the Dollar Store as an emergency first aid blanket (in case you get caught in a blizzard). It retails for less then three dollars.
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So, instead of picking up three decent albums, a person could park themselves atop a large sheet of tin-foil on a lounger and broil themselves like a human turkey. Don't forget the basting of choice in that era---Johnson's Baby Oil. Since we all know we can trust what we read, the company ensures us that we won't burn. Yes, it sounds healthy; "turn richer, deeper, faster." I can hear those cells mutating as I type.
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