Superchicks

27 Sep

The tragic loss of class on airlines, especially as it pertains to stewardesses, is a setback that causes me hurt on a daily basis. If the goddesses of the sky would once more refuse to recognize the feminist movement and cease to wear loafers and baggy pants, I am positive that I would not currently be a student in sticky Savannah but rather in mid air on my way to Vegas, serving drinks to illustrious men in skinny ties. Hopefully the lovely ladies of the CWs new reality show  Fly Girls will revive the long lost class of the ’60s. Air hostesses, I miss your snug pencil skirts, pill box hats and your easy virtue.

Sky girls, I miss your face-Shassie

UPDATE: October 4, 2009- The stewardess’ on Delta are now wearing jeans and T-shirts. Airline class is at an all time low.

 

Fun Find:

Coffee, Tea, Or Me?- a fantastic collection of memoirs

3 Responses to “Superchicks”

  1. fearkiller October 4, 2009 at 10:45 pm #

    Oh good Lord, I remember seeing Superchick when I was a tiny lad. It was showing at the Nixon theatre in Philadelphia where they didn’t check I.D. (obviously.) All I remember about it was the piano scene and that my nine year old brain couldn’t comprehend what was going on. To me it was just two people rolling around on a piano and making a lot of noise. I don’t even think there was nudity in that flick, just innuendo. Was it even rated R?

  2. Malcom Mosley September 27, 2009 at 7:40 pm #

    I agree completely. Since when do I want some flamboyant fat sweaty male serving me a cocktail on a plane. When I’m paying all that money to fly I want to be catered on by a gorgeous female who has that sweet little twinkle in her eyes and that cute litte rump to boot. Its like going to a gentlemans club and having sub-par women cater to me… I’m spending my hard earned dollar elsewhere

    • Alicia September 28, 2009 at 4:21 pm #

      Interesting point Malcolm. You met your wife on a plane, correct? No, that can’t be right… but I do think a plane was involved somehow.
      In any case, cheers. The glamour of air-travel is lost, and can only be revived by a sexy, svelte squad of stewardesses.

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