bibberly submitted: I had these pants in the early 90’s… and I’m a girl. I was even wearing them in my eighth-grade school photo, although I didn’t realize my whole body would show in the picture.
In eighth grade I had this pair of acid-washed jeans that I adored. They were super-tapered at the ankles and laced up in the back with black suede laces. I felt like a boss when I wore them. Later on I was mortified by them. I’m sure some hipster has fished them out of the Goodwill bin somewhere and is sporting them on the streets of Brooklyn as we speak.
My friend Bianca just moved. She found this gem while unpacking her things in the new place.
As an awkward teenage girl with a mother who knew little to nothing about fixing hair and make-up (something I am grateful for in retrospect), ‘Teen magazine always drove me a little nuts. All the girls were so clean-cut and wholesome and WASPy and even though obviously they were done up by a stylist for the photos, you could just TELL they knew how to apply eyeliner and make their hair look like that. This cover is no exception to the magazine’s mandate.
And then I discovered Sassy and never looked back.
Spot the “celebrity” on the cover. (Quote marks due to the questionable application of the term celebrity to this individual.)
Thanks for the submission, B!
EDIT: scythianlingo said: Denise Richards in the bottom right? <—- DING DING DING! You win!
Celebrating the best of the worst of the 1990s. Sometimes with snarky commentary.
Everyone likes to remember the good part of that decade -- the part with grunge and the evolution of hip-hop and hot supermodels. This blog is devoted to the tacky side effects of these scenes, namely, really fugly clothes and outdated products.
I don't own the images -- they are mostly scanned out of magazines from the era. Submissions are encouraged.
Welcome to the dark side -- where it's so bad it's good.