Yes, I have a beanie cap. What's it to you?

So how many here have got still got that cape their grandmother made them? Oh... I see. LAST POST

A silver lame thong.

(There should be an accent on the 'lame' but frankly it works just as well.)

a white jockstrap from an ex-assholeboyfriend...I like the way it makes y ass look; and In oz, jockstraps are kinda funny.

I have a whole *collection* of lurid, dayglo paisley housedresses from the 60s and 70s. Which I am no longer allowed to wear even *inside* the house, let alone outside. And this edit was enforced by a man who once won a Jarvis-alike contest for his crimpolene riot gear! Oh, the indignity!

I should go over to the ILM board and post how the Thong song has been ruined for me...

Anyway, probably my Hello Kitty Reni hat. Or my My Melody housecoat. Something sanrio-related, anyway.

I own some tacky Armani shirt from the '80s which is covered in diner menu items, such as "Fresh Crumb Cake." I own a McSweeney's t-shirt. I own a flowery, bright orange, umm, blouse.

I have a brown polyester cowboy shirt with orange-fucshia trim and pearl buttons. I have only worn it once (on Halloween), but I refuse to get rid of it because it's officially the Ugliest Shirt In The World.

Sub-thread question (while I riffle thru my vast closet space, and pluck up courage..): encounters with people in promo T-shirts for things/foax they clearly haven't the SLIGHTEST interest in/connection to...

My heads-up on this is possibly a bit meagre: an aging London drunk — merry rather than incapable, and not I think homeless — in a "The Four of Us" T-shirt, long years after band in question had vanished from ken (tFoU = astoundingly rubbish 80s U2- copyists). Possibly he was a relative.

Tom in a silver lame thong totally trumps me in Pokemon pajamas, pfff. I have a growing collection of corsets that make me near pass out when Stephanie laces them since she laces them WAY TOO TIGHT, if that makes up for how uncool I am compared to the thong.

why am i the one person in the universe who is totally unaware of the existence of such corsets? and what is with corsets? are victorian torture devices the new chic?

Someone just wrote a book — all details escape me BUT THIS IS TRUE — arguing that the reason for corsets was not for low-self- esteem gurls to snag boys hot for hourglasses, but rather that the extremes of whalebone constraint kept the wearer in a delicious state of woozy low-oxygen semi-orgasm the whole time. This plainly has no relevance to anything.

Okay, Fred, you are totally aware of the existance of them, because I have mentioned them. The reason you haven't seen them is because you never take me any place worth dressing up to that ridiculous clubbing extent. Take me someplace worth wearing one, I'll wear it. This means not, for example, Pomodoro's. Though I bet I'd get free Sambucca again if I did show up, especially in the blue one.

Victorian torture devices have always been hell hot with me, but now I A) live away from my mom B) have money, so I have to stock up now. The only reason I didn't wear them in high school was because my mom had enough issues with the ripped up fishnets and minikilts and the ridiculous panda bear eye makeup, she probably would've murdered me for the corsets, hello.

And yes, you get no oxygen wearing them, and mine aren't even nearly as laced as those girls had them back then.

I am of kind of two minds about corsets because, while they do look dead sexy, and yes, I used to own a couple (they're in storage in the States, so don't even ask, Paul!) ... I don't know. I kind of take issue with the feminist undertones of the whole issues.

Victorian corsets were laced so tightly that they affected not just the lungs and the digestive system, but also the reproductive organs. One of the reasons that infant mortality and death in childbirth were so common in the Victorian age, even after many discoveries about modern medicine, is that corsets had so severely damaged the women's bodies that they were not *able* to give birth.

Not to mention that the fainting/daintiness/sensitive natures of women (again, due to restricted air passage caused by corsets?) were used time and time again by male politicians of the time as reasons to deny women the vote, and other basic rights.

So... not even mentioning the problems with body image I already suffer, I'm not too keen on the idea of corsets. But then again, things involving sex or attractiveness... well, sometimes being just *so* damned un-PC makes things seem kinky, and therefore have added naughtiness and/or attractiveness. Dunno. Very complex issue.

Several items of authentic Lip Service glamwear, bought on Sunset Blvd. in 89. Trump item being a pair o' pants, unworn for 10 years (yet surviving periodic wardrope clear-outs), emblazoned with word "WAR?" all over (pattern Axl wore as shirt), with lace-ups up sides of both legs, and tight crotch cut rendering them nut-busting to walk in. (Also have skull & crossbones baseball cap, same as worn in Poison video; I'd conceivably wear that again.)

I have a T-shirt from the Selsey Lifeboat Centre, it has a picture of a lifeboat on it! It's hella rad!...

I once wore a purple Nike shell suit when I was 13. I thought I was da man...

All of my clothes are shameful. I am very cheap, and buy exclusively from thrift stores/charity shops etc etc. "Dead man's shirts"...MMMmmMMMM - styleee!!!

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