Ok, I’m calling it. 11:36pm on August 27, 2009:
Star Trek is no longer cool.
Yeah, I bet you thought the halo effect from the shiny, rebootified movie would last bit longer, eh?
Nope. Not so much. Apparently forty years of camp, kitsch, and cheese aren’t so easy to shake off. As soon as I saw these Star Trek burlesque pasties on Etsy and felt my face curl into a scowl of disdain, I knew the party was over.
No offense to the surely-fine craftsmanship or to this lovely, misguided woman sporting a starship Enterprise in her hair. (By the way… yikes on that Enterprise hair clip. As far as deal-killing accessories go, that’s just a smidgen less de-rousing than a foreskin-chain necklace.*)
Find Star Trek costumes on Amazon. If the prospect of attracting my scorn interests you.
* Oh, yeah. I went there. A little insight into my mind for you: Whenever I try to think of something that’s really awful, the answer always starts with “foreskin.”
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