When you think of soul, funk, disco and all manners of uber chic hero's of yesteryear -what types of things spring to mind? Disco Stu, James Brown, Afro's, John Travolta - They were all channeling their inner uber's, or as i like to now call it inner Fabio's. To most people that means absolutely fuck all, but to my select inner cirlce of refugees - it actually does make sense.
I need a night out wearing disco clothing. I tried, once, as a temperemental and hormonal teenager to dress up as John Travolta, but failed miserably due to several key things: WAY too much hair gel - COMPLETE lack of dancing skills - a really LOUD (some would say uber) leather jacket - no LEATHER PANTS and just a general lack of cool pizzazz to pull off my inner fonz. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
I need a night out wearing disco clothing. I tried, once, as a temperemental and hormonal teenager to dress up as John Travolta, but failed miserably due to several key things: WAY too much hair gel - COMPLETE lack of dancing skills - a really LOUD (some would say uber) leather jacket - no LEATHER PANTS and just a general lack of cool pizzazz to pull off my inner fonz. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
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