The good old days
Posted: December 26th, 2020, 3:51 am
As much as I appreciate the Internet for helping bring rainwear enthusiasts (and other like minded fetishists) together, there's times when I really miss the good old days when I could trawl every army disposals, Clarks Rubber or even department stores for plastic and PVC rainwear. The former were especially fruitful hunting grounds for interesting rainwear.
The seventies, eighties and even the very early nineties was an era when people actually bought - and wore - rainwear to the footy or fishing or simply walking anywhere. Nowadays the majority of footy stadiums are roofed to cater for the soft corporate wankers they cater to. They may be more 'comfortable' but a lot of the fun's gone out of it along the way - but I digress.
It was also a time when Australian manufacturing actually meant something. We had our share of famous rainwear manufacturers including Dunlop, Bramac, Driclad (rainwear & PVC coated lifejackets) and several others. They've all since long gone now. Guess where everything comes from now?
I still remember the amazing rows and rows of heavy, smooth - unlined! - PVC and plastic rainwear which was usually positioned at the back of most disposal stores - or even side alcoves where I could try everything on without being disturbed. I don't know if the staff knew, but I was almost never disturbed or approached whilst trying practically everything on. They were untidy, haphazardly stocked places without the clean, tidy corporatised interiors that characterises the majority of places nowadays. These stores also had an unique aroma, almost totally lacking nowadays. One army disposal store in the city had a tonne of heavenly soft jelly bean jackets which I bought up over a few years. I'd rip one, and replace it with another one or two. Another place (in South Yarra) appearted to 'specialise' in beautiful soft, clear plastic macs which I loved wearing. One very giggly girl helped me with trying on, and buying a beautiful pair of shiny yellow bib pants at Clark Rubber in Forest Hill. I'm absolutely sure she knew why I wanted them so much ...........................
The Clark Rubber flagship store (located in Melbourne) stocked miles of rainwear (including one piece rain overalls) and lifejackets in the quiet basement and I used to spend hours trying every combination of rainwear on. No one, save for the occasional customer, ever disturbed me in my plastic Nirvana. Heaven indeed.
Nowadays, all I ever see is yards of nylon, Goretex or at best, limp, poorly made matt polyester rainwear from China. The only thing the poly stuff has in common with the above industrial/fishing stuff I used to buy is the colour. As you can guess, none of them do anything for me.
Although I still get my plastic kick from the Internet, nothing actually beats trying all this delicious rainwear on in these stores.
The seventies, eighties and even the very early nineties was an era when people actually bought - and wore - rainwear to the footy or fishing or simply walking anywhere. Nowadays the majority of footy stadiums are roofed to cater for the soft corporate wankers they cater to. They may be more 'comfortable' but a lot of the fun's gone out of it along the way - but I digress.
It was also a time when Australian manufacturing actually meant something. We had our share of famous rainwear manufacturers including Dunlop, Bramac, Driclad (rainwear & PVC coated lifejackets) and several others. They've all since long gone now. Guess where everything comes from now?
I still remember the amazing rows and rows of heavy, smooth - unlined! - PVC and plastic rainwear which was usually positioned at the back of most disposal stores - or even side alcoves where I could try everything on without being disturbed. I don't know if the staff knew, but I was almost never disturbed or approached whilst trying practically everything on. They were untidy, haphazardly stocked places without the clean, tidy corporatised interiors that characterises the majority of places nowadays. These stores also had an unique aroma, almost totally lacking nowadays. One army disposal store in the city had a tonne of heavenly soft jelly bean jackets which I bought up over a few years. I'd rip one, and replace it with another one or two. Another place (in South Yarra) appearted to 'specialise' in beautiful soft, clear plastic macs which I loved wearing. One very giggly girl helped me with trying on, and buying a beautiful pair of shiny yellow bib pants at Clark Rubber in Forest Hill. I'm absolutely sure she knew why I wanted them so much ...........................
The Clark Rubber flagship store (located in Melbourne) stocked miles of rainwear (including one piece rain overalls) and lifejackets in the quiet basement and I used to spend hours trying every combination of rainwear on. No one, save for the occasional customer, ever disturbed me in my plastic Nirvana. Heaven indeed.
Nowadays, all I ever see is yards of nylon, Goretex or at best, limp, poorly made matt polyester rainwear from China. The only thing the poly stuff has in common with the above industrial/fishing stuff I used to buy is the colour. As you can guess, none of them do anything for me.
Although I still get my plastic kick from the Internet, nothing actually beats trying all this delicious rainwear on in these stores.