Lou,
I think you remember the efforts that Brett went through in certifying the authenticity of the items he collected. I doubt podium girls have a management and support organization that will send you letters stating that the skimpy nylon mini dress you've got in your possession was from an actual podium girl at a particular event. Also, displaying those dresses is going to be kind of awkward. The rest of the world will think you've just got some odd cross dressing fetish once they see the walls of your house lined with glass display boxes featuring women's clothing. And I can guarantee, that any offer of money will elevate you to Frank Zappa like status with the podium girls (any professional model who is making her wage by kissing sweaty guys at bike races is probably not too well paid) and your wife might not like the collection of unmentionable items that start rolling in with the dresses.
My suggestion is to abandon the collection of dresses altogether and collect lipstick prints authenticated by a photo of you standing on the podium being kissed by the podium girls. Not only will you need a smaller display frame for a photo and a napkin, lots of pretty girls will kiss you AND for a second you can pretend that you, Lou Deeter, won the race. I think your wife might find the whole thing less alarming too. Strange, but not alarming.
Ann Phillips, Decatur GA
Sort of classic content - I got my Waterford (mentionable because it is a torch bearer) finally put together at 11:30 pm last night. Have I ridden it? NO. Do I get to ride it today? NO - I gotta go open the store in a few minutes AND it's raining!