I'm going to try and resist the temptation of turning this into an achievement bigger than it really is. It's just the 100th Mini Skirt Monday post, that's all. Nothing to write home about.
That being said.... HOLY SHIT! WE'VE DONE ONE HUNDRED OF THESE MOTHERF***ERS! Basically, since February 2009, I've been delivering vintage minis to the masses, and the response has been good. Truth be told, the response has been too good..... Mini Skirt Monday posts typically outperform any other posts I come up with, which can sometimes be a little disheartening. Week after week, I'll labor for hours over well thought out posts, and they do not hold a candle to a Mini Skirt Monday post I threw together in ten minutes. In terms of ad revenue and page impressions, these posts can't be beat - the idea of just doing Miniskirt posts exclusively has crossed my mind on more than one occasion. I suppose it would get old, eventually. But, then again, we're in post one-hundred and it still seems fresh and fun.
Since it is the 100th post, I'll allow myself to wax philosophical about the miniskirt for a moment. What was so damn great about these miniskirts, anyway? I think the answer is a bit more complex than just "it showed a lot of leg". It was a statement - a rebellion against being sexually/physically repressed. This isn't Afghanistan where it's a crime to show the slightest glimpse of female skin - this is America dammit.
Obviously, the fashion didn't start in The States, but rather on Carnaby Street. And I thank that touches on another reason why we love the mini - it's groovy, baby. It's shagadelic fun. There's something about it that not only makes the guys drool, but also makes everyone in its presence a little bit happier and loose. Perhaps, it's because of what it represents (a middle finger to repression); whatever the subconscious reason, it definitely provides a positive vibe to those in its presence.
The Miniskirt Monday posts most certainly benefit from the positive energy of the miniskirt; but, I think there's also there's also the pleasant feeling of seeing females looking 'healthy and real'. In other words, they're not twig thin and they don't have fake tans and breasts. Mini Skirt Monday is not only a time to ogle over a nice set of gams, it's also a breath of fresh air from a time women looked like women, and not like emaciated plastic dolls.
Which brings me to my final point which is: miniskirts were as much about the women as they were about the men. The guys certainly benefited from the pretty scenery, but this was a symbol of liberation. When I first started these Miniskirt Monday posts, I spent a lot of time bemoaning their absence - how sad that such a perfect symbol of feminine liberation was gone. How very sad that we appeared to be stuck in a rut, where minis somehow indicated the wearer was less than 'pure'. Had conservatism penetrated our country's psyche so bad that the mini was forever lost?
Well, I am pleased to say that it appears to be back on the radar. After an almost complete absence in the 1990s and 2000s, it is making a comeback on college campuses and non-Bible Belt cities across the country. It will never be as omnipresent as it was in the early seventies - that I am certain. However, it does go to show that you cannot keep the mini down for long.
And maybe, just maybe, Retrospace had a small part to play in its comeback. Oh, I'm not foolish enough to believe this little blog caused any vast fashion trend - but we're all familiar with the butterfly effect, right? You never know. Maybe a Miniskirt Monday post struck a chord with someone out there and she started wearing minis, and it started to catch on at her school (like the Patrick Dempsey dance in Can't Buy Me Love), which led to it catching on at surrounding schools.... and before you know it, the mini is back! You never know.
Well, to wrap it up, I thought I'd give you 100 miniskirts from previous episodes of Mini Skirt Monday, with a few new ones thrown in. Enjoy!
#1- I thought it would be appropriate to begin with the very first mini I posted on the Internets, of Frisbee inventor Fred Morrison promoting Wham-O's new product. [Source: Wham-O Super-Book by Tim Walsh (2008)]. Enjoy the next 99!
#22 - From The Pat Paulsen Half Hour Comedy Hour.
#23- You remember Emmy Jo on the New Zoo Revue, right? M'lady Emily wore a mini skirt every single show. For that, she deserves some sort of honor here at Retrospace.
#24-26 - I love discovering old promotional material from tech industries. There's something about the groovy color schemes mixed with odd looking electronics that really does my heart good. One thing these dusty brochures and flyers were never shy to do was stick a pretty girl (often in a miniskirt) somewhere in the photo. I don't care if it's a 1976 Data General microprocessor or a 1965 TTL Quad Gate, there's going to be a pretty baby somewhere in that brochure, guaranteed.
#27- The mini skirt trend had faded by the time Buck Rogers in the 25th Century came out in the late seventies. Fortunately, it was set far in the future, presumably to a time where mini-skirts are back in vogue. Gene Roddenberry would be proud.
#28-29 - Did these guys ever think to themselves "Thank God I'm in my prime during the glory days of the miniskirt"? Or did they take it for granted, and assumed it would always sustain this popularity? Either way, they were lucky dogs - by the time I came of age, the trend had gone bye-bye. I was born perhaps 7 years too late. All that was left of the mini were some Polaroids of days gone by.
#85- From the Hudson Brothers Razzle Dazzle Hour
#92-93 (in case you're counting, one's coverd by a suitcase, so it doesn't count)
Hooray! Looking forward to one hundred more!