WandaVision — the show would’ve made more sense, in the beginning if I'd seen all the Avenger movies. I suppose. Having said that, after episode three I’m utterly intrigued — hooked even.
No spoilers here (for once) BUT, despite my new GOTTA WATCH, attraction, I’m still not groovin’ on each show’s decade style and concept.
I’ve talked about this already — I know, BUT last night’s’80s themed show was, stylistically, a crime against nature.
The ‘80s should feel all warm and nostalgic for me, right? After all, I was in my 20s then — more interested in fashion and shit, right? Yud think!
At 23 I had my first craniotomy. I had long hair then which, post-op, meant that I was sporting a decidedly off beat, punkish look — head half shaved/half covered in straight, very dark brown hair with a killah long-ass scar. I liked it. It fit the neighborhood at the time — Kenmore Square where The Rat, comic book stores, head shops and used record emporiums still dominated.
Lest you think I was a full-blown punk, over the off-brand T shirts and unripped jeans (why rip my jeans? am I made of money? fer fuck's sake, these gotta get me through the Boston winter withOUT freezing my knees and ass!), I wore my Guatemalan vests and Goodwill men’s suit coats. Fitting in? Style homogeneity? Sorry, no can do.
All I’m saying here is that WandaVision’s ’80’s show was a ghastly reminder of the bad, BIG, overly gelled hair, disturbing clothing choices and MBA enrollments of so many aerobocizing acquaintances and friends.
Jen just noted that “at least you were spared hearing the soundtrack.” Yup, I had hearing in the ‘80s — I don’t need to have the Top Ten from that abysmally “cultured” decade buzzing on my internal turntable right now.
‘80s “style” horrified me so much that, I believe, I tuned out. I honestly don’t recall the sartorial statements of the ‘90s through now (aside from a disturbing amount of ‘camo,’ worn even by otherwise intelligent, non-RepubliQan assholes). As I, pre-surgery, rehab and whatevs, clean out my closet and drawers, I’m finding much of what I’d expect from me – vintage, hand-me-downs, TOO MUCH tie dye, funny Ts, cheap Sears crap and yoga pants.
What I’ll need, after I get home from rehab are shirts with wide, cavernous even, necks, pants that I can pull up one handed, oversized sweaters (hence, easy to put on) and my slippers. Today I’ll attempt to gather all these in a couple, reachable without bending over, top drawers. It’ll be full blown spring by the time I get home so pulling on socks won’t be an issue — YEA.
Yeah, I’m all about the planning.
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