My father just sent me an electronic photo album of old slides he had scanned into the computer, including this one, from my kindergarten graduation:
It raises all sorts of issues, such as: Why aren't any of the other kids dressed like a cross between a ringmaster and a tiny pimp? Even in 1974, was a burgundy sport coat with white piping and gold buttons and matching plaid pants and bow tie a good look for anybody? Was I secretly an Irish step dancer? Is it just sheer luck that I didn't grow up to be one of these guys? It's all very confusing.
5 comments:
Hey, wait, didn't you wear something just like this to the CNC Christmas Party in 1996?
The labels and piping are straight out of the Jim Lange Collection. I love it because it's not me.
The jacket, actually, is pure Captain Kangaroo: http://msnbcmedia.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/040123/040123_keeshan_vmed_3p.standard.jpg
The bowtie and pants take you a level past the good Cap'n though. ;)
Stunning. At least everything matches.
Captain Kangaroo -- that's it! Except with the bow tie and pants it's like Captain Kangaroo on his way to a bat mitzvah.
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