katriona, I tried that, too. It turned my hair orange and black. I took one look in the mirror and ran screaming for my stylist, who miraculously managed to fix it, 4 hours and $250 later. I didn’t care–it was worth it so that I wouldn’t have to walk around looking like a Halloween experiment gone wrong.
ETA–I just remembered a popular trend in Salt Lake City in the 80’s. Girls would wear loose-fitting men’s boxer shorts (with the opening sewn closed or pinned closed) over long underwear in the winter. I never went out of the house in that get-up, but my 8-yrs-younger sister went to school dressed that way.
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I had forgotten that trend until you posted this! It swept through Maryland too. Wow.
I often went off to junior high wearing leggings or stirrup pants with one of my dad’s shirts with the sleeves rolled up. And I have to say that while much of '80s fashion was totally ridiculous, that outfit was very comfy and I think you see that silhouette (big or long top over skinny lower half) pretty perennially in fashion.
Oh, say it ain’t so! It’s like a pirate mated with a post-it and barfed on your pants!
Were you a bodybuilder? It seems like bodybuilders just can’t seem to stay away from these pants.
It’s so, kid.
I must have looked like the bastard offspring of Sammy Hagar and a personal trainer from an LA gym.
featherlou, they certainly were comfortable workout clothes, I’ll grant that.
Kinda reminds me of the outfit Diedrich Bader wore in Napoleon Dynamite.
I was a banana clip queen!
I went to fifth grade one day in leggings that were lime green with black splatters all over them, with a denim miniskirt over it. My shirt was about 5 sizes too big, and it had that plastic circle that you pulled the bottom hem of your shirt through to bunch it up.
And leg warmers. Two pairs, alternating colours. Not matching colours, mind you…but maroon and yellow.
I loved it!
Wasn’t Cyndi Lauper nominated for “worst dressed woman”? I found her style oddly appealing-sort of like what a menatl patient would pick out at a goodwill thrift store.
She was kinds attarctive , dressed that way>
Y’know, when I look around at the fashionable younguns of today (and even when I don’t)…I’m not really seeing the problem with some of the getups described here.
And Cyndi was a goddess.
Yeah. The “Tight jeans halfway pantsed ugly too-small hoodie with lawnmower hair” trend that’s going around here now looks just as silly as parachute pants.
I am guilty of just about every 80’s fashion faux pas, except parachute pants. Those on a chick with an ass end like a Clydesdale mare are DOUBLEUNPLUSGOOD.
Ah yes, the t-shirt clip. Such fond memories I have of those. 
A coworker and I were just talking about how silly it was that you’d go out and buy this contraption that served no purpose except to bunch up one side of your ginormous t-shirt… except that the alternative was to tie a knot said humongoid t-shirt, which would immediately let everyone know you weren’t cool enough for a clip (well, either that or your mom refused to buy one).
I always colour-coordinated my t-shirt clip with my hair scrunchie. Totally awesome.
Ah, but did you coordinate it with your scrunched-up socks? 
And was your scrunchie in your hair or on your wrist? 
Did anyone else wear construction boots? Those were big one year. Cos you need heavy duty foot protection in the halls of junior high.
I remember the look that I dubbed “the layer cake”: The shoes matched the pants and the scrunchie, and the socks matched the shirt. So you’d be all “red-yellow-red-yellow-red” or whatever. Good times.
Shhhhh. We don’t speak of the slouch socks, or the fact that some outfits required that you double up with two different colours of socks for maximum coordination.
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Ooh, yeah! Sometimes the layer cake had two or three pairs of slouch socks thrown into the mix. Sometimes the socks would be in different orders on each foot.
Well, in 1979 I wore rainbow suspenders to a lighted-dancefloor disco.
I was trying to score.
Oh my goodness–I just remembered this outfit I wore in '80 or '81. White pleated-front shorts with a cuff, white suspenders, and a crisp blue-and-white striped tube-top. I’ve mercifully forgotten what shoes I wore with it. I probably looked like a hooker, but I thought I was hot stuff.
It took a lot to get me to ditch my coloured socks. I had socks that matched some tops! Then I realised that no one coordinated their socks and their tops any more, as it was no longer 1983. And I realised I was 42 years old.
I’m still… trying… to let the… scrunchies go… Not succeeding. I don’t like elastics, even thick ‘safe’ ones, and the scrunchies… they’re smaller than they used to be… I have very plain beige, black and dark green, and… and… I’m not ready. Not yet.
I have also worn suspenders in the 80s, and I’m a girl.