Each year about 1 million people
walk through the turnstiles at
the fairgrounds to gorge themselves
on deep-fat-fried foods, blow
their children’s college money
at the Midway, swill beer in the
heat until their own BO makes
them forget the smell of animal
piss floating from the cattle
barn, crack sophomoric jokes about
the size of the melons in the
Ag building, take in a free concert
by a shitty band just for the
hell of it, and make even cruder
sophomoric comments about the
bull with nuts the size of bowling
balls. Call it a tradition.
But if you were to poll those
1 million or so fairgoers, we’re
confident many of them might tell
you they attend the fair to watch
people. And we’re some of them.
For a number of years, Cityview’s
annual Fair Fashion guide has
taken on a life of its own. The
folks at the fair have even embraced
our concept by hosting an official
mullet contest, and our readers
implore us to continue publishing
our own fashion commentary despite
its increasingly obvious, mordant
tone. Like the fair, it doesn’t
change much because we too have
found something Iowans like and
don’t want to tamper with. Call
it a tradition.
This year’s Fair Fashion issue
has yielded a bumper crop of fashion
nightmares. From the traditional
bare mid-riffed teenage whores,
Midway convicts, greasy bikers
and fat girls stuffed in two-sizes-too-small
tube tops, to the outdated “rich
folk” at the beer garden donning
Izod attire and the occasional
Goth rocker who stands out even
in this freak show of fashion
faux pas, this year’s class is
a memorable one. Without further
adieu, we present the winners
[or is it losers?] of the 2007
Iowa State Fair Fashion Awards.

You sexy beast
Chris Martin takes Deb Krier
on a date she’ll certainly
never forget. |

Young man
We tried to tell Billy DeLong
that the YMCA is downtown,
but he insisted on finding
his friends at the fairgrounds.
He was later spotted with
a scantily clad police officer
doing strip searches. |

A blast from
the late ’90s
Chris Wade, from Newton,
shows us what happens when
rap metal goes bad. |
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The magical
kind
Sandra Eliason, of Mount
Pleasant, Utah, bought this
T-shirt to remind her of
her psychedelic trip to
Des Moines. It’s sure to
prompt flashbacks. |

Hey baby
Wanna to go for a ride?
Buttons the Clown cruises
the strip looking for action. |

Off with their
heads
Iowa Pork Princess Jana
Radke, of Aurelia, presided
over the grilling of countless
numbers of her subjects
during her reign at the
fair. |
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Back that ass
uP
Jesus Estrada, of West Des
Moines, works the Iowa Democratic
Party’s booth in the Varied
Industries Building. |

Edward scissor
hands
Chris Smith and Kate Rhodes,
from Cedar Rapids, are into
cutting hair. We notice
they forgot to take a little
off the top… |

Young, hot
love
Perhaps Allan Hicks and
Nycole Hillis didn’t get
the memo. It’s 100 freaking
degrees outside with tropical
humidity. Black may be the
new black, but peeling those
clothes off at the end of
the day is going to be tough. |
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Score
People say you can find
anything at the fair, including
crack. |

Homeboy
Damn it feels good to be
a gansta. Chad Zurfluh’s
three pairs of shorts clearly
prove he is hot in the hood.
Unfortunately, the look
loses its power because
he is white, four feet tall,
12 years old and at the
Iowa State Fair. |

Magic Man
No Bob Brim, I’d rather
not guess what you’ve got
hiding in your hat. |
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Thirty, Flirty
and Thriving
Okay, so maybe Shelly Sanford
and Larry Gardner aren’t
exactly 30 anymore, but
when you’re this hot no
one asks questions. |

Wedded Bliss
Funny guy, that Keith Warne,
but where’s the wife? |

Rocking the
heat away
If heavy metal hasn’t rotted
Cody Cronin’s brain, the
heat will. |
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From Arizona
with pigtails
Max and KT Munger from Amado,
Ariz., came to Iowa for
a family reunion and made
a trip to the Iowa State
Fair. The highlight of their
trip… “we saw some fat pigs.” |

Ooo-ooo, that
smell
Des Moines’ Chris Miller
wears a shirt that asks
the question on everybody’s
mind. |

The shirt says
it all
Ken Kuhn, from Des Moines,
shows us that the shirt
reflects the man. |
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two for one
Between the mohawk and the
cold mug of booze, Roger
Fleener of Des Moines has
everything going his way
including heat exhaustion
and dehydration. |

The smell of
a barnyard leads to love
Scott Jons, from Walker,
and Lisa Hobbie, from Paris
(Iowa), are the cutest pair
of cowpunchers the fair
has ever seen. |

What are you
looking at?
Ray Mahon, from Albia, shows
off his badass look: a mixture
of carny chic, biker and
roofer’s tan. |
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It’s not easy
being green
It’s tough for Karl and
Mary Moeller, of Kansas,
to coordinate their shades
of earthy green and taupe
everyday, but they weren’t
going to disappoint at the
fair this year. |

figure four
leg lock
Katie Martin’s boots are
made for walkin’ and wrasslin.’ |

american beauty
First Elvis, now Jerry Garcia,
aka Don Archer, makes a
ghostly appearance at the
fair. |
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Pigs on the
brain
Iowa City residents, Kayla
and Jerry Lawler, let the
pigs go to their head. |

Don’t hate
the player, hate the game
Eldon Meier of Tripoli is
the oldest pimp in Iowa. |

Married how
many years?
Paul and Carol Huisman,
of Webster City, like a
lot of the same things,
including blue snow cones
and color coordinated
outfits. |
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The Recycle
Man
Richard Renner, of Lawrence,
Kan., came to the state
fair to teach kids about
the fun of recycling. We’re
glad to see he recycles
everything, right down to
that prison jumpsuit he’s
wearing.
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It’s five o’clock
somewhere
We’re not sure what’s in
those mugs but brothers
Robert and Tim Kelley, of
Des Moines, assured us it
wasn’t coffee. |

It’s about
accessories
Shannon Baldock, of Rose
Hill, accessorized his funky
cow T-shirt with a large
brown heffer. |
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Saddlebags
What has Cathy Dabuisson
got in her bags? This wild
and crazy gal must be packin’
more than tissues and mints
if she’s willing to haul
them around in the 100 degree
heat. |

fair fan
It took Jeff Gohn hours
to dry his right side. |

believe what
you read
Chris Sawyer believes everything
he reads and why wouldn’t
he donning a neon shirt
and camou shorts? |
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Oh, this old
thing?
Husband and wife musical
duo Billie and James Jones
knew they found the perfect
job when they started performing
renaissance classics: they
could wear their bed sheets
to work. |

Milk maids
Samantha Ehrhardt, of Monona,
the outgoing Dairy Princess,
takes one last spin around
the fair with her lady-in-waiting
Jessi Hermsen, of Masonville. |

My kingdom
for a shirt of silver crowns
Clarence Howell, of Youngstown,
Ohio, was in Des Moines
to preside over a family
reunion. |
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The big pink
Cait Scherr has good news
— she’s bringing pink and
black back. |

Cowboys and
Indians
We’re guessing Paula Sigmon
is from Pocahontas. |

Punk rock hairstyle
in Iowa
Tim Hadsell from Tracy shows
off his Mohawk. At least
it’s better than a faux
hawk. |
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Where’s the
fried peanut butter and
banana sandwiches
It’s official, Elvis (Ace
Crye from Yuma, Ariz.) has
left the Agricultural Building. |

Aaaargh!
Eat your heart out Johnny
Depp, you’ve got nothing’
on Captain Steve Morrow.
Rope swinging and sword
fights are child’s play.
I’d like to see Jack Sparrow
ride the Vomitron for three
hours and then shot-gun
a beer. |

I feel pretty
Rob Meek, a vendor from
Milwaukee, Wis., was tooting
his own horn on the first
day of the fair last Thursday. |
MULLETS
PARTY UP FRONT, BUSINESS
IN THE BACK
Mullets have been around since
the dawn of man. Then again, so
have gluttony, greed, sloth, lust,
wrath, pride and envy, but we
digress.
Though the Beaver Paddle might
be a deadly sin in the world of
fashion (or any other place with
good taste), few places have so
shamelessly kept the “business
in the front, party in the back”
tradition of hairstyles alive
like the Iowa State Fair.
Just how popular has the Ape
Drape become at the fairgrounds?
So big that other publications,
hair salons and the fair itself
have copied Cityview’s annual
tribute to them. They hold contests.
They snap photos. In short, they’ve
tried to find a corner on the
market we founded years ago.
We at Cityview, however, would
like to raise the bar. After years
of observing mullets, we’ve come
to find a plethora of mullet classifications
— many of which are on display
at the fairgrounds now.
Oh, sure, it’s easy to spot
rattails, the Bowlet (combo bowl
cut and mullet), the Kentucky
Waterfall (rebel flag T-shirt
sold separately), the Euromullet
(popularized during the ’80s),
the Achy-Breaky-Big-Mistakey (a
staple of small towns) and even
the Femullet (diesel dykes). But
to the discerning eye, the thrill
is the pursuit of such rarities
as the Skullet (men with receding
business up front), the Feathermullet
(characteristics include Z Cavaricci,
Reebok, Izod), Speeddealermullet
(urban, fearless rival of the
Camaromullet), the Dreadmullet
(he wears black on the outside
because that’s how he feels on
the inside), the Mullatino (Spanish
speaking only) and the Granmullet
(rebellious geriatrics).
Happy hunting.
In the meantime, enjoy the winners
of Cityview’s 2007 Iowa State
Fair Mullet Contest.
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