Cords remind me of my pops walking around in them in the house and too often blowing farts that would knock out and elephant…..
How traumatizing!

Cords remind me of my pops walking around in them in the house and too often blowing farts that would knock out and elephant…..
The parachute pants of the 90's, destoy photographic evidence, admit nothing.I had a pair of the baggy thick cord pants, complete with a pair of Vans and droopy wallet chain in the late 90s while in grade school
Today, he would be arrested for attempting to stage a mass murder..... They'd put him so far back in a cell, that you'd have to bring him light in a grocery bag....Cords remind me of my pops walking around in them in the house and too often blowing farts that would knock out and elephant….. The cord material could withstand the blow by. Just not humans….
Nothing as I stated in my earlier post about the girl Donna from high school who had an *** carved by the hands of God himself wrapped in tight red Levi's cords!Something wrong with corduroy pants ? View attachment 1442429View attachment 1442430View attachment 1442431
Hot in south Texas too.....and didn't wear them.They were hot as hell to wear in Florida but we did anyway cause they were "cool" back then.
Pretty much the same way with me....but did the bell bottom thing for awhile but never did the big bell stuff.I always have worn the same thing, jeans,a Mopar,or concert tee shirt and a leather jacket. I never followed any trends!
Dress code in Masshole was that way too and when I first moved here in 63, everyone was wearing jeans. Was the odd man out with not just my accent but having to wear dress pants to school. Man, those were some tough years. Dad thought jeans were for the 'working man' and didn't want me to wear them but after I started mowing yards, I started buying my own clothes.Levi's Cords were a staple for me in high school in the late 70's/early 80's. The dress code didn't allow jeans and they were the next best thing IMO. I could also wear them to work at the grocery store which was another plus.
That was in the St. Louis area. Can't imagine wearing them now in south FL.
Bunch of honeymooners.You guys got us by 5 months. Congratulations.
Corduroy trousers remind me of my grandfather after gulping down his daily dose of Metamucil.Hated those things - reminds me of bell bottoms. I barely relented on them and close to the end. Cords remind me of my pops walking around in them in the house and too often blowing farts that would knock out and elephant….. The cord material could withstand the blow by. Just not humans….
When I worked at the grocery store, I'd wear my snug-fitting cords and "burnout boots" for kicking shopping carts apart when they were stuck together.
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One day I walked past 2 of the female cashiers taking their break on a bench at the front of the store. I was about 18 - tall and thin with an athletic build. They were at least 5-10 yrs older and attractive, but not really in my age range of interest at the time.
Anyway, one of them called me over. When I got close, she said "Turn around." I did a 360. She turned to other cashier and said "See, I told you." I didn't think much of it until I was walking away, but pretty sure they were checking out my rear end.
I felt so harassed - not. My very own #MeToo experience lol.
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