0 Registered (),
132
Guests and
1
Spider online. |
Key:
Admin,
Global Mod,
Mod
|
|
3239 Members
63 Forums
16332 Topics
210704 Posts
Max Online: 409 @ 01/16/20 10:33 PM
|
|
|
#208200 - 10/05/10 06:49 PM
Re: High school in the late 60's, early 70's
[Re: orchid]
|
The Divine Ms M
Registered: 07/07/03
Posts: 4894
Loc: Orange County, California
|
1968 grad, Chicago. We had to wear skirts that touched mid-knee, and weren't allowed to wear boots -- so I remember too many snow blizzards where the girls had to remove their pants and snow boots outside the high school's front door. Snow blizzards, howling winds, and brutal cold -- and we had to change outside! Ugh.
I broke rules because they were arbitrary, and no one could ever explain to me why these rules existed. I demanded logic; instead, I was given lectures on, "Why is a smart girl like you breaking all the rules?" And my answer always was, "Because I AM a smart girl, and these rules are illogical."
So I was in detention hall an average of 3 days a week, with the girls who smoked in the bathroom and the boys who were flunking out. I regarded it as a small inconvenience to pay for my principles, and extra time to work on my math equations.
|
Top
|
|
|
|
#208201 - 10/05/10 07:08 PM
Re: High school in the late 60's, early 70's
[Re: meredithbead]
|
The Divine Ms M
Registered: 07/07/03
Posts: 4894
Loc: Orange County, California
|
one of the girls in detention hall taught me how to roll my skirts up at the waist, and when we saw certain teachers (the ones who were gung-ho on dress code rules) just pull it down fast. Or wear giant clip-on earrings (also against school rules) and pull those off fast too.
I kept a chart of my outfits, and never wore the same one twice within 6 months. All different colors, and I'd mix-n-match and change it up with accessories. I was quite the clothes horse.
My favorite item of clothing was for after-school only -- knee-high, rust suede boots with fringe. My first year of college, I saved up for months to buy knee-high, lace-up purple suede platform boots which I saw at Bonwit Tellers in downtown Chicago. Unfortunately, my feet grew and these no longer fit, but I still have them in back of my closet. I loved those boots.
Anne, I would've loved that red coat too!
|
Top
|
|
|
|
#210658 - 01/25/11 05:12 PM
Re: High school in the late 60's, early 70's
[Re: dejavu]
|
Registered: 02/13/09
Posts: 5
Loc: Pacific NW
|
I graduated in 1968, and remember boys wearing Jade East after shave, and girls with hair "falls" which clipped into your pulled back hair. I made my own dresses and loved to have coordinating jewellery, plastic necklaces and bangles, and shoes ordered from the Sears Catalog. I also remember black eyeliner and pale beige or whitish lipstick.
|
Top
|
|
|
|
#210802 - 01/31/11 12:21 PM
Re: High school in the late 60's, early 70's
[Re: jabber]
|
Registered: 07/23/08
Posts: 262
Loc: Atlanta,Georgia
|
I was a "goody two shoes" in high school. Very unpopular, while the others dated, etc. I waited for the bell to ring so I could go out to a friends place and ride horses. We thought of ourselves as 'above it all', in retrospect I wonder if we would have thought the same thing if we were accepted by the 'in crowd'.
|
Top
|
|
|
|
#210818 - 02/01/11 01:27 PM
Re: High school in the late 60's, early 70's
[Re: jabber]
|
Boomer in Chief
Registered: 03/11/10
Posts: 3212
Loc: Illinois
|
You're so right about the "farm living" thing, Jabber! Despite living in Wisconsin's capital city, Madison, which is a very cultured place, I've learned over the years that most Easterners apparently think anything west of the Hudson River is part of the "wild west."
Even so, back where I was, about the rudest thing some of my friends could think to call someone during our high school days, was, "farmer!" As in, "he's such a farmer," which implied that one was a stupid clod.
Of course, in high school and college, I did get out to the farms of some of my parent's friends. And I was always amazed at the sophistication of these people's lives. THEY had on-premises access to in-ground swimming pools with poolside changing cabanas, that were essentially guest-houses. While I had to leave home and either go to the Y or the country club to swim...
But once I got to college, I had a number of sorority sisters who had grown up on farms. I shortly discovered they were just as cultured - and just as well-dressed -- as the city girls.
Besides which, I used to envy them the fact that whenever they needed money, they'd just call home and tell their parents to sell another one of their cows from their own personal dairy herds...
Me, I was working 10-20 hours a week for slightly over minimum wage ($1.65/hour if memory serves) in a department store, and only took home a hundred dollars a month, if that.
Of course, I didn't take into account the overhead costs in raising the cattle - I just saw the big payout - and drooled! LOL!
And you're right -- these days, people WANT to live in the country.
Edited by Anne Holmes (02/01/11 01:28 PM)
|
Top
|
|
|
|
|