A long time ago– almost thirty years– Pepper and I played in a Grass Roots Ultimate league for the first time. I don’t remember much about those early games, although I do remember– and still keep in touch with– some of those teammates and friends. One thing that sticks in my memory about that season, though, was the championship game between our team, Puppy Chow (that’s a story), and a team named Fashion Disaster.
Their shtick was wearing horrible clashing outfits: stripes and dots, paisley and tie-dye, pinks and browns, and an assortment of belts and hats. Their team looked gloriously obnoxious on the field. Maybe that’s why I still remember them decades later: it was a clever name and a clever team theme.
Fast forward to today, when Pepper and I were shopping for some new clothes. Technically she was shopping, and I was just telling her whether the outfits looked good. This was my favorite.
Okay, to be honest, that isn’t a “real” outfit– it’s the combination of three different ones she happened to be trying on for size. But seeing it brought me back to the days of Fashion Disaster…