Dear Fashion
I tried you on for size
Sampled your maxi and your mini
Your hot pink and little black
The poodle skirts and polka dots
The high neck ruffles and too low riders
The cool chic and the leg warmers
Your combat boots and your fuck me shoes
Shoulder pads to rival any linebacker
I’ve flapped the fringe and checked the flannels
And don’t forget to gag me in gingham
Been taped, tailored, and safety pinned
Was I the peasant blouse or the princess pleat
Oh, tie-dye me a river
I torched my bra a long time ago
Dumped my power suit at Goodwill
Donated all my pantyhose to the cat
Find me now on a meadow runway
Decked in daisies
Bare feet vogueing the sweet grass
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I love this. The flow is perfect as it moves through the various fashion stages. So many lines are perfect. Tie-dye me a river, Find me now on a meadow runway decked in daisies…so much imagery that brings back memories. And I miss my peasant blouse.
The rhythm is incredible! This poem dances all the way to the very end. That last stanza is empowering! 💜
love love love the last stanza!
tie-dye me a river gets the reader singing, donated pantyhose to the cat – wonderful image. Is there anything in this history we miss now? I don’t think so, though the poodle skirt meant a lot at the time, and nothing since compares.
This hits the spot! Clever. Love the contrasts between items throughout. And so nice that girdles and stays are not mentioned. We will not return!!! (But that’s what we thought about abortion rights, voting rights, …)
that’s a pretty complete tour of fashion and time. Love the ending