I think there is something about the 80s that is absolutely ridiculous. The neon. The fashions. The piano-key necktie. The mullets. I was born. All ridiculous in their own ways. And perhaps my perspective is that of a reactionary child glossing over the good memories of childhood but just thinking about the 80s makes me smile. I love it. Especially the ski fashions...
Love it, or hate it, the 80s were a reaction to the doldrums of the 70s. We we're finally out of war. It makes me wonder what reaction the US will have once these wars in Iraq and Afghanistan are finally over. Will we rage again? Will we get nutty? Or will we just keep being ourselves? Maybe this time we'll have the MP3 necktie.
You have to admit that the ski industry is in it's own little world when it comes to fashion. It consists of a bunch of people with a singular focus: to make turns. Whether that person be a ski bum making just enough money to support a lifestyle that allows constant trips up the chairlift or an investment banker getting away from his high stress job for a long weekend at his ski chalet, we all have this illness. We're all stricken with the search for gnar. The search for happiness. Our fashions are a reaction to our state of mind. In happier times we wear brighter colors. When we're sad we wear darker colors. I propose a new standard of living: be awesome instead. When you're happy wear bright colors. When you're sad, wear bright colors to make yourself smile and in turn be happy. In the famous words of Barney Stinson, 'when i get sad, i stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.'
I love neon pink.
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