Following the howls of shock that greeted the release of the first publicity pic for The Fifth Estate earlier this week, I can’t help picturing what the fandom reaction would be if Benedict Cumberbatch decided to star in a movie about THIS guy’s life story.
His name is Brian Petersen and in 1976 he was apparently the star of a New York cabaret show called Pouff. But no pressure, Benedict. It’s just a suggestion…
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A groovy fashion look from LIFE magazine, September 1970. I bet the real Captain America is grateful that he wasn’t defrosted in the 1970s, if only because getting alien slime stains out of those leather fringes would have been absolute murder…
This ad could almost be a scene from a forgotten 1970s vampires-on-the-beach show: Malibu Twilight. From left to right: Edward, Bella, Jacob. Bella’s so excited that she’s about to spill her orange juice.
One day I may cease to be fascinated by his-n-hers jumpsuits as a fashion concept. But today is not that day.
Also, the guy on the right seems to be wondering what happened to the tub of Pringles he was carrying five minutes ago.
Low-slung white lace see-through trousers bring out “all that’s sexy and male in a man”. And then allow it to dangle around where everyone can see it. Yikes.
The guy himself looks somewhat ill at ease with the whole fashion concept, I reckon. Below the neck, metrosexual sex god. Above the neck, anxious geography teacher.
Dateline dating advert from 1975.
Heaven knows I’m in the market for a man, but look at this sorry bunch. Adrian-on-Thursday is the only one with a hairstyle that doesn’t make me want to vomit on the spot, but I’d probably spend most of Thursday trying to work out whether he might be gay. As for Disco Bob-on-Tuesday, you might as well just call the police right now. It’s going to be an exciting life…
Things happen when you wear Eleganza. Things like tripping over your own collar or being mistaken for a member of the cast of Blake’s 7, I’m guessing.
A retro gift idea for the couple that has everything! Sadly, they’re not QUITE as sexy as the guy thinks he is.
It’s 1972, it’s flame-retardant polyester, it’s every teenage boy’s worst nightmare.
Or possibly it’s Ron Weasley and Harry Potter demonstrating the terrible consequences of misusing a Time-Turner.
newhousebooks: 1976 JCPenney Winter catalogue.
Forget his-and-hers jumpsuits: try some hers-and-hers jumpsuits, with bell-bottoms so wide you could host a wedding reception under them.
1972 Wards. Leisure suits designed for the US Olympic Team can now be yours. 100% texturized woven polyester. Be sure to order unisex reversible belt, “navy on one side, white on the other.”
It’s not too late to have a revival of these for London 2012, is it? Tell me there’s still time?
Joan Collins versus a murderous Santa in Tales from the Crypt (1972).
Goodness me, it’s December already. Maybe it’s time for me to stop hiding in terror from all things Christmassy…
Heaven only knows that his-n-hers jumpsuits are my new fashion obsession, but it’s hard to imagine why these merit the description “deliciously sexy”. Unless you’ve got a secret urge to sleep with a Teletubby, that is.
My mind simply cannot comprehend this man’s hairstyle. It has tried and it has failed. Perhaps this is how future generations will feel when they gaze upon Justin Bieber.
This couple have come from 1976 to remind the lovers of today about those three little words that are so often forgotten in modern relationships: “Elegant matching Caftans”.
