Can't believe these were fashion setters !

Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather.  While my wife's brother and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation. What we found was this:



A JC Penney catalog from 1977. It's not often blog fodder just falls in my lap, but holy hell this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking. I thumbed through it quickly and found my next dining room set, which is apparently made by adding upholstery to old barrels:



Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom:



There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.

The clothes are fantastic.

Here's how to get your butt kicked in elementary school:




Here's how to get your butt kicked in high school:





Here's how to get your butt kicked on the golf course:




Here's how to get your butt kicked pretty much anywhere:




Here's how to get your butt kicked at the beach:


How to get your butt kicked in a meeting:




How to get your butt kicked on every day up to and including St. Patrick's Day



In this next one, Your Search For VALUE Ends at Penneys.



As does your search for chest hair.

And this -- Seriously. No words.


Oh wait, it turns out that there are words after all. Those words are What. The. H*** . I'm guessing the snap front gives you quick access to the chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.



Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to dress alike. These couples look happy, don't they?






And nothing showcases your everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits. That, and a blonde girl with a look on her face that says 'I love the way your junk fights against that fabric.'



Then, after the lovin', you can relax in your one-piece matching terry cloth jumpsuits:




I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in time. I think it's the colors. That said, I will leave you with these tasteful little numbers:


Man, that's sexy.

Let me say, reluctantly, that I not only remember these fashions, but I remember wearing some too.

I'm going out to search high and low for the matching jumpsuits........my husband is such a "jumpsuit" kind of guy he will love it, and add to that the thought of going out dressed just like me.......just too much to bear!!!!  I'm thinking purple.

Polyester, now that was a material for ya. It never shrunk and never wrinkled. Lesuire suits...anyone remember them? And I think powder blue was the color of choice! And the long hair and afros and bell bottoms. Ahhh...and let us not forget the Bee Gee's, huh? Oh, sorry....I think that was the 80's!

How about boat neck shirts with the pocket on the sleeve.

I think if I look hard enough my father probably still has a leisure suit. Powder blue at that!!  I have to admit I liked disco

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I have to admit I liked disco

Me too! It was just plain fun!