From:
japanface
- so spontaneous and brave
#8056 Date:
05/13/26 @ 5:43 AM
do you guys remember (sorry ahead of time) deck chairs or lawn chairs or fold out chairs from the 80s or early 90s? i just had a vague early memory of them a few days ago: like some kind of aluminum frame that would always burn any skin that came into direct contact with it over the summer? and folding it up or even just sitting in it was a risk it would painfully pinch any skin that came into direct contact with it? and they all had yellow or blue plaid "fabric" strips, woven or latticed together, but being outdoor furniture they coated the fabric making it coarse and unbreathable so sitting on it would create hot spots, and then any slight movemets of arms or legs risk getting burnt on the aluminum or whatever? actually the fabric was maybe the same material as back pack straps - not the padded part for your shoulder the straps that connect that to the pack sometimes, back to the pinching again, they weren't all the way unfolded and would suddenly drop a final inch into play taking some of your skin along with it and also burning you
someone should bring those back (if they left? maybe they're still a thing) but like a luxury version that does none of those annoying things or not even a luxury version just a version that doesn't do any of those things but still looks like the 80s 90s chairs. . .although i feel by the 90s 2000s people had those softer fabric ones with built in cup holders that were frankly rickety as hell looking, but certainly more comfortable and could be i think sat in without immediately overheating
but man those plaid ones could be brutal
From:
haze
- is having a bad day
#8057 Date:
05/13/26 @ 6:08 AM
70s/80s, maybe older. The plastic webbing broke down real quick from being out in the elements. But those chairs served their purpose for years if you treated them right. I don't remember any burning or discomfort from the chairs in the summer.
Then you had the long recliner ones with the thin plastic tubing. Those are the ones where I'd coat my body in baby oil and drag a plugged in fan out to the patio to blow on me as I roasted my flesh for an hour or two. I have no idea why I did that.