There are some family pictures featuring me and my brother sporting what can only be described as horrific clothing ensembles.  When descriptions include the words "leisure suit", "peach" and "lime" you know your in deep technicolor poop. Of course this was a step up from the lederhosen and the little navy suit (looked like a dress with epaulets) Mom dressed me in as a toddler, but not much.  Check out that outfit I’m wearing in the picture on the left.  Sure the picture’s black and white, but for God’s sake it’s a vest with stripes!  One can only imagine the full effect in color.  Check out the photos at the bottom of this post.  Love the stylin’ on my brother’s striped pants.  I think even then he knew those things would come back to haunt him.  And how about the fur fringe on the hood of my coat?  We were sitting ducks.

Now, thanks to a pointer from Ed Cone, I’ve found archaeological evidence of the hell that was mid to late 70s fashion.  A blogger named Johnny Virgil found a 1977 JC Penneys catalog in an attic and it made great fodder for a post he titles Strap in, shut up and hold on. We’re going back.  My friends, if you’ve never seen shag carpet on a toilet then you simply must check out his post.  It’s funny enough that when I visited he had over 360 comments.