Grills

I'd really love to make fun of this "mouth grills" fashion trend, but it would amount to nothing more than foul hypocrisy. I did equally idiotic things when I was young.

I can remember wearing spandex under jeans that had been sliced up with a razor blade and then safety-pinned back together, a ruffle-breasted silk "pirate shirt," and a dangling cross earring that hung nearly to my shoulder. I'd then go troll the dance clubs on the Kapiolani strip in Waikiki for chickies--and I thought I was hot. Worse, I was an infantryman in the Marine Corps at the time. If my CO had seen me dressed like that, I'd still be in the brig.

I am indescribably grateful there are no photographs of me dressed in such a fashion. That would make for some vicious blackmail material.