And everyone knew it when you wore this:
For some reason in the very early 90s, it became cool to wear Hypercolor. This was one of those fads that came and went rather quickly and with good reason. Some sort of chemical was in the fabric that would cause the shirt to change color in response to heat. This sounds cool in theory. HOWEVER, your armpits would inevitably be bright pink so not only would it look like you had a sweating problem but that maybe you had some sort of glandular problem that turned your perspiration neon. Also, if you had bosoms (and Lord knows I did), that whole area would change color. It was basically a neon sign telling all passers-by “Look at my boobs!”
Which leads me to my next point. Because I really was sort of innocent when I got the shirt (mine was an azalea color that turned a bright orangy pink). I had no idea that people would see the shirt as carte blanche to grope you. I would walk down the hallways in middle school and random people that I did not know would just come up to me and grab me in random places and say (afterward) “Does this really work?” I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. A combination of excited and appalled at the same time, I think.
After a while the color stopped working and then it wasn’t fun any more.
Apparently they made Hypercolor shorts (according to Wikipedia). I can’t understand why that didn’t take off. I mean, who wouldn’t want to walk around with a neon crotch?