But I looked so good in the 70s in grad school. I'm sure of it.

I don't think I could keep it down.

But thanks for the offer.

The materials, the patterns, all 70s. The tailoring is an example of the "retro 60s" style that was popular in the more conservative areas of the Nation in the 70s (and still is, really). I would bet at least a nickle the pic is from below the Mason-Dixon line or one of the dreary Midwestern states that begin with a vowel.

-- Mal

With that mile-high hair. Looks like my older sisters going to the prom.

If I really looked, I bet I knew some of those people. By the 80’s we were waiting for “buyers” at Nortons liquors and grabbing chow at thepemberton market and the White Hen. Miss those days drinking at Clarendon park and Ailwife Brooke

It's strange that back then we thought that was "normal" and looking back 50 years later we see those pictures and feel like vomiting. I guess all generations go through this embarrassment. I wonder what the Gen Xers today think of their styles from the 80s look like today.

They look like the ‘Real Housewives of Salt Lake City.’

These bring back a lot of memories

That thing is bad ass.

What in the hell has happened to us?

That’s my theory

I even had some of those platform shoes.😊

I spent the 70s doing the kind of jobs that required me to climb around inside big, greasy machinery so I dressed like a derelict.

I really hated the 70s, marred by Vietnam and Nixon at one end, the oil shocks in the middle and disco at the other end. Other decades have been marred by war, Republicans, and other disasters but they've had at least something to recommend them. The 70s were just plain awful, beginning to end.

That was my go to outfit.

Love you, True. ❤️

I still have some of my embroidery pieces that I cut out of my jeans to save from years ago. I'm going to have to see what I can find and digitize it for posterity.

I hope you also had some platform wedges, Mexican huaraches and a pair of wooden Dr. Scholls.

I miss those carefree days.

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And yes, I sewed, so I made almost everything I wore, including halter tops. Do you remember "see-through pants" that were hip huggers with very wide, swishy legs made of sheer fabrics like voile. I had a pair of those, too. Oh, and "hot pants," which were tiny hip hugger short-shorts, often with cuffs. I wore those with halter tops, too. And yes, platform shoes and sandals, some were platform wedgies, others had chunky heels. Lots of those! Lots of beads. Long, straight hair.

My dad used to joke about me making necklaces. He said that I wasn't raised to be a bead stringer.

I'm curious now as to what made me so motivated to strlng so many tiny seed beads. I doubt that I have the dexterity or faculties to do it now.

I'd forgotten about the drawings on jeans. I had a very artistic friend who had one of those pens with multiple ink colors who did that a lot. Very creative.

Same with my friends. But we were bad. We decided that's what big purses were for. We'd wear mom-approved clothes out the door, then stop at a gas station and change in the bathroom into what we wanted to wear! Then change back again before going home. Since I made most of my clothes and often did my own laundry, Mom didn't know about everything I had. We used to have what we have since called "hem wars" over skirt lengths, too. I'd hem them up. She'd let the hems back down. Over and over! Ha!

Many different colors. Loved ‘em. I even liked the the slapping sound they made with every step you took

None of these people represent the crowd I hung with. It was all army fatigues, bare feet, and a head band…..and a little herb to keep mellow.

Peace ☮️

any of that was normal back then. I used to wonder what was wrong with people who dressed like that. I still dress the same now as I did then. Comfortable jeans and a t-shirt usually. The only difference between now and then is I'm a bit fatter and my hair has thinned some.

We fought for that with the school board and admins in our school and won. Prior to that, girls weren't allowed to wear pants of any kind, just skirts and dresses, and boys had to wear slacks. Jeans were forbidden and so were t-shirts. So we didn't have that option for most of my school years.

I was thinking about this just the other day when I read the news about the moron Senator from Montana Tim Sheehy who broke the ex marine veterans arm. It turns out I went to the same High School in Great Falls Montana that he graduated from. Its was hands down the worst High School I ever went. Run by extreme right wing rednecks and most of the students attending there were the same.

It got way below zero in the Winter there. Despite that the school administration insisted the girls had to wear skirts, no pants allowed. I can't remember if they banned jeans and t-shirts but given the Nazi mindset....probably so.

I hated that school and that town with a passion. What a shithole. Thankfully I was only there for a year and a half.

We girls could not wear pants of any kind, nor boots of any kind, not even snowboots. Some of us had to walk to school wearing skirts (and we all wore miniskirts), pantyhose, and heels (sneakers also not allowed). There were times I felt like I was on the verge of getting frostbite by the time I got to school in the morning!

I went to a lot of schools in several states in the late 60s and early 70s. They all had the same dress codes. It was like this everywhere I went. We had to rebel, stage sit-ins and walkouts, to get tbe dress code changed. But we did succeed!

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Now they wear mostly sweatclothes.

It makes me sad.

In the first photo, the beehive hairdos and excessively teased hair definitely indicate early to mid 60s, and so do the skirt lengths. By the 70s, long, straight hair was in style, as were miniskirts.Especially with that many girls together in a photo, it's highly unlikely to have been taken in the 70s.

I am also unsure about the catalog page. I don't recall wedge heels being very popular in the 60s or the 70s. And the skirt length and pant leg width looks off, too. That one could even be from the very early 80s, but maybe could be from the late 70s.

I am also considered short. But those are different from the wedgies shown in the photo of the catalog page with the blue cordoroy outfits. Those shoes have just a wedge heel and not much of a platform at all. We didn't wear those in the 70s that I recall, at least not until very late in the 70s. Maybe? I'm just not sure about those clothes and shoes being from the 70s.

... and that conservatives of all stripes dressed like it was 1945 whenever possible. Permed hair was still common, especially among women who were a bit older than their 20s and had made regular trips to the beauty salon in the 60s. That kind of look would be considered more conservative and decent than the tight, brief, polyester, brightly-colored looks that were favored by the later Boomers. And the long, flowing, unstyled locks so typical of the generation would be anathema to those with a more rigid aesthetic.

The portable hair blower/dryer was a godsend to women in the 70s who didn't want to look like their pampered, manicured mothers, but not every woman in the 70s (or ever) has felt that way.

Note, also, that in the first pic most of the women appear to be older than their early 20s, and several of them have wedding rings. This pic differs from the others not in the date of the pic, but the nature of the subjects.

-- Mal

make a nice sweater out of all that chest hair.

I was never into disco, though. I was in a whole other realm of earthy existence by then, so it was foreign to me.

at a Russian night club a friend took me to.

the first little girl from the left in the bottom row LOOKS DEMONIC!

Technically? They look just fine. Not faded or color-diluted.

As historical documents? They're a fair, if incomplete, sample of the styles of the era.

General aesthetics? It was the 70s, man, we don't ask that question.

-- Mal

And sure enough, thankfully, I did not.


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The first photo of the young women with large hair looks more mid 60s than 70s, maybe 70s in rural flyover USA of the time.

And I was there.