Flashback: It’s 1999, I’m nine years old jumping in front of my TV wearing my soccer shorts and a sports bra with my face painted red, white and blue. Brandi Chastain has just put the last penalty kick away to win it for the U.S. It was the best ending to the best first World Cup I had ever watched. The only fashion-related controversy that followed the 1999 team was Brandi’s bra-bearing celebration.
Fastforward: It’s 2011, I’m 21 years old laying on the couch in front of my TV still wearing my outfit from work with bronzer, eyeshow and some mascara on my face. The team has just one their first game of the group stage and all I can think about is how hideous and bizarre their uniforms are–and I’m not alone. It seems that beyond the tremendously awesome success the U.S. is having in the tournament (especially against Brazil, get some) news headliners, the public, even the fashion industry(!) are somewhat interrupted by the appearance of the team’s gear.