Me and Mr. Chips

"Me and Mr. Chips in the 1970's. I hated this outfit-my mother made me wear it!" (via)

Hide me, Mr. Chips! Let me scrunch down behind you and hide me before Mother catches me on film in this sailor suit!

Oh Mr. Chips, I'm just a poor prepubescent boy, forced to do whatever Mother wants. What if she tries to take me to the club in this outfit? I'm doomed, Mr. Chips, doomed! The fellas will never let me forget it!

Alas, Mr. Chips, can you save me?

I just wish I knew the right Led Zeppelin lyrics

to go with this outfit. Are there any?

"1st grade picture. I can't stand my hair in this picture! What was my mom thinking? My grandparents brought this dress back from Germany for me. My sister got one too. Still have them. Do I look like Dodi from 'My Three Sons' or what?
This was also the year that Led Zeppelin got its start...weird!" (via)

What I like here is that her outfit is clearly an homage to a Starship Enterprise uniform. Live long and prosper, baby.

Come Take a Ride in my 'Vette, Baby

"Oh-no Xmas. My brothers are 'modeling' their new Christmas presents-personalized tees from TShirts Plus! Where's mine?
I hated this dress and my new haircut." (via)

You know what her real problem is? She's the younger sister of Hot, Dazed & Confused-style older brothers. Never a good situation for a girl. I mean, I practically have retro-active crushes on these guys...

Welcome to a Welcome to the Dollhouse moment

"Yeah. Ummm...does my aversion to pink now make sense to everyone?

Okay, seriously...it's not bad enough that I am the dorky kidd who won the school final in the French-Speaking contest and earned a trip to the provincial championships in lovely Edson, Alberta? Do you have to send me up on stage looking like A) a librarian chaperoning a junior prom, or B) an Easter pageant entry from hell?And what, my legs weren't white enough already? How hard did you have to look to find me a pair of nylons whiter than the natural albino tone I was already brandishing? Man, it's no wonder that my grade-six heart throb H*** K***, featured here to my left in some classy sneakers that must have made his mom proud, never batted an eyelash in my direction." (via)

Here's what I think of when I look at the photo on the right:

Dawn Weiner anyone?

Lonely Boy

"I hate this outfit." (via)

The comments section of this photo says it better than I ever could--"I could never understand why jumpers never caught on for boys. Oh, right, because they make upright pissing impossible."

Just a word of fashion caution--Jumpers are good for NO ONE. For girls, anything that requires that you almost completely disrobe to take a pee is NOT a good thing.

Is it Oktoberfest already?

"I HATED this outfit." (via)

Really? That's not clear in this photo. You look so happy, little one. Green velvet, red knee socks-what's not to love?

A Family Affair?

These parents either:

1. Had a great sense of Humor

2. Had an ax to grind

3. Hated the very idea of children

4. Aspired to a future of family laughter, at their children's expense.

5. Used some kind of discount coupons only redeemable at a store where everything had to be purchased in multiples.

"I LOVE this set of photos...I hated the matching outfits...but I managed to fake a smile. PJ was just completely unable to deal." (via)

PJ--I feel your pain, baby boy. Were you going sailing, in nursing scrub colors?

"The coats sort of conceal this fact, but the pants are a giveaway. MORE MATCHING OUTFITS." (via)

I am not sure that a sweatsuit actually constitutes an "outfit." And again--the scrubs green. Perhaps these parents actually just aspired to careers in medicine for their kids?

"Christmas 1990. Yes, more matching outfits." (via)

The Holiday sweater--always a good finale. (Is there such a thing as a Hanukah sweater?)

Ingrates!

"Wow. So yeah, one of my mother's hobbies involved putting me and P*** in matching outfits, color-coordinated with our bedroom, and taking what felt like endless photos. I look like I should be saying 'bored now!' here." (via)

I could care less about these children's matching outfits, but I want that poster so much I could just spit. Okay, and the red carpet with the funky blue wall is pretty rockin' too. This mom had it going on.

I think these children are just ungrateful. Yeah--that's it. They didn't DESERVE these outfits, or that poster which I should have, now.

Rockin' the Bill Bixbys

"1973.

What were my parents thinking when they got me this outfit?" (via)

Is this seriously a question?? Did the man not look at the curtains behind him?

More importantly--this photo made me instantly think of Bill Bixby. No--not as Bruce Banner in The Incredible Hulk. I'm speaking, of course, of Bill's role in this little known gem, Goodnight Beantown. Recognize these glasses from anywhere?

That's right. Our little friend above was simply rockin' the Bill Bixbys.