In case you missed it in previous blogs, I’m a child of 80s. 
I grew up during big 80’s hair, parachute pants, break dancing, the moonwalk, and the cold war.
I miss that era – back in those days, people may have seemed out of place, but at least they were really themselves. These days, people who seem out of place often seem so because they are pretending to be someone who they are not.
I saw a guy walking down the street today, with a big Mohawk on his head. He seemed really out of place – not just because this style went out in the 1980’s, but also because he didn’t seem to be the kind of guy to sport such a fashion statement.
Mr. T is the prime example of someone who fits the Mohawk look – he probably began the style and made it popular on his hit television show “The A-Team.”
Mr. T looks like your typical tough guy – big, hulking, muscular, and mean. He even talks the slang of the street. He was a pro wrestler, a United States Marine, a body guard to the rich and famous – he’s had a resume which fits someone with a Mohawk.
This guy I saw today with the same hairstyle as Mr. T was in a suit and tie, running shoes, and knapsack. Hardly the tough guy look you’d expect from someone with such a wild hair style. All he needed was the pocket protector and one of those calculator watches and he’d be a definite nerd-wanna-be.
Though he was trying to act all tough – even walked with one of those tough-guy types of rhythm, but he didn’t have the gold teeth and the big fake gold jewelry so I wasn’t buying his act.
And what is up with that gold teeth thing? Whoever said it was cool to rip out your front teeth and replace them with brilliant light-bright-like neon gold ones?
Anytime I see someone with gold teeth, gold chains, pure white running shoes and pants several sizes too big that have to keep being pulled up, I automatically think – this guy is either a pimp, or a wanna-be-pimp.
Why anyone wants to be a pimp is beyond me. I don’t think there is much job security in the pimp industry, and the money can’t be all that good – they never can afford pants that fit.
Back in the 80’s, we didn’t have anyone with gold teeth. We had our fair share of wild looks, but nothing so backwards in styling.
Michael Jackson wore one white glove with jewels on it, but he was – and still is – an amazing music prodigy. Often the true artists are the really crazy ones, and that’s probably the case with him.
Boy George wore make-up, bright neon colored clothes, and had long hair. Well at least you know your gaydar is working if it goes off on him.
Madonna wore smutty outfits – well go figure, she was and possibly is still very sexually – shall we say “free?”
Wrestler Hulk Hogan wore tights, knee-high boots, and a tank top – but he was a wrestler. The style fit his image and persona.
The point is, back in the 80’s, there were wild and crazy looks, but they all matched those wearing them. These days, you have nothing but what we called in the 80’s as “posers.” Those are people pretending to be something they haven’t a clue how to be.
Sometimes when I see these characters on the street with the outfits that just don’t match, I think back to the 80’s and wish for a time long ago. A time when people were who they really were. No posers – just me.
I grew up during big 80’s hair, parachute pants, break dancing, the moonwalk, and the cold war.I miss that era – back in those days, people may have seemed out of place, but at least they were really themselves. These days, people who seem out of place often seem so because they are pretending to be someone who they are not.
I saw a guy walking down the street today, with a big Mohawk on his head. He seemed really out of place – not just because this style went out in the 1980’s, but also because he didn’t seem to be the kind of guy to sport such a fashion statement.
Mr. T is the prime example of someone who fits the Mohawk look – he probably began the style and made it popular on his hit television show “The A-Team.”Mr. T looks like your typical tough guy – big, hulking, muscular, and mean. He even talks the slang of the street. He was a pro wrestler, a United States Marine, a body guard to the rich and famous – he’s had a resume which fits someone with a Mohawk.
This guy I saw today with the same hairstyle as Mr. T was in a suit and tie, running shoes, and knapsack. Hardly the tough guy look you’d expect from someone with such a wild hair style. All he needed was the pocket protector and one of those calculator watches and he’d be a definite nerd-wanna-be.
Though he was trying to act all tough – even walked with one of those tough-guy types of rhythm, but he didn’t have the gold teeth and the big fake gold jewelry so I wasn’t buying his act.
And what is up with that gold teeth thing? Whoever said it was cool to rip out your front teeth and replace them with brilliant light-bright-like neon gold ones?
Anytime I see someone with gold teeth, gold chains, pure white running shoes and pants several sizes too big that have to keep being pulled up, I automatically think – this guy is either a pimp, or a wanna-be-pimp.Why anyone wants to be a pimp is beyond me. I don’t think there is much job security in the pimp industry, and the money can’t be all that good – they never can afford pants that fit.
Back in the 80’s, we didn’t have anyone with gold teeth. We had our fair share of wild looks, but nothing so backwards in styling.
Michael Jackson wore one white glove with jewels on it, but he was – and still is – an amazing music prodigy. Often the true artists are the really crazy ones, and that’s probably the case with him.
Boy George wore make-up, bright neon colored clothes, and had long hair. Well at least you know your gaydar is working if it goes off on him.
Madonna wore smutty outfits – well go figure, she was and possibly is still very sexually – shall we say “free?”
Wrestler Hulk Hogan wore tights, knee-high boots, and a tank top – but he was a wrestler. The style fit his image and persona.
The point is, back in the 80’s, there were wild and crazy looks, but they all matched those wearing them. These days, you have nothing but what we called in the 80’s as “posers.” Those are people pretending to be something they haven’t a clue how to be.
Sometimes when I see these characters on the street with the outfits that just don’t match, I think back to the 80’s and wish for a time long ago. A time when people were who they really were. No posers – just me.
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