Favourite or memorable clothes

I had, what they called at the time, a "Twiggy" coat , mini, mandarin collar, double breasted and I loved it. It was in my teens and I think it was the only garment that I actually wore out! They came back into fashion a couple of years ago.

A pair of jeans from M&S that I had when I was 16/17. They were what is now known as stonewash - pale blue denim with flared legs, but it had a seam on the back that started at the hem, up the back of the leg, over the bottom and back down the other leg in a U shape - not sure what it did but I felt amazing wearing them - although with the size of my bottom now , the U would be more like a W!!!
I loved the floaty tops of the 70s too - I made myself a midnight blue assymetric one shouldered top to go out in. Every time I wore it I felt amazing!

In the mid sixties I had an A line dress, very short, with psychedelic swirly patterns in multi colours. I had coloured sling back, kitten heel shoes in matching colours.

A red white and blue Mary Quant dress from a shop, after that it was off to the dressmakers with material and a photo of Twiggy in a Mary Quant dress, and a pair of cream shoes with about five buckles across the front. Most of all the tights my aunt sent because we could not get them in the rural north. The school blue stockings were held up with the dreaded suspenders.

Early 70's my favourite clothes were bell bottom blue jeans with red stars on, a long dark green velvet skirt worn with a long sleeved black t shirt and silver platform boots.
I was a bit of a hippy back then and very slim, wish I was now !!!!

I've said before on another thread but definitely a white lacy top from Chelsea Girl. I loved that shop.

I had a maxi dress, plum coloured with a hood. Worn with pale suede shoes. I loved it. Sadly when my then boyfriend was giving me a lift on his ancient Ducati motorcycle, the hem caught in the wheel. I wrote to the dress company to ask about a replacement, but they had stopped making that style. I also had an extremely short black dress which I wore with monster black patent leather shoes.

Shelbel, I still remember my teenage self lying in a bath of water (for ages) watching blue dye dissolving from my new jeans. They shank to fit your shape - apparently. Then, the shock of finding my legs were stained blue!

Oxford bags and a Cathy McGowan white frilly blouse, I thought I was the bees knees. ?

In the fifties I had a flared dirndl skirt. The boys used to encourage me to spin round in the playground, hoping for an eyeful! Mum wasn't daft though. She bought me a sticky-out petticoat made out of foam rubber, of all things. That wasn't going to rise up for anyone. (I never heard of foam rubber used in that way before or since).

Lots! A green and black matching dress and coat in the '60s. A green leather coat, Afghan style. White hipster jeans and a sort of cheesecloth top which showed my (very flat then) midriff. A lilac top I bought from Biba in London. What a lovely thread.

A pair of my brother’s outgrown Levis that I inherited when I was 14.

A black mini skirt with straps. Wore it with a red skinny polo neck jumper and felt so cool.

A fringed suede waistcoat, bought from the market. Wore it to the local dance, if you sat on the fringes they soon pulled off.

Some expensive brown suede platform strappy shoes, bought when attending a work course in London. Didn’t see any like that where I lived.

A blue tartan cape which was totally impractical, slits for your arms to come through, worn with long gloves. It meant I could swish dramatically in and out of rooms, like (I imagined) Emma Peel in the Avengers.

Black wool shift type dress with white stripe up the sides and round the hips worn with white boots with a bow on the front. I had just started work in a big insurance company in London and the outfit cost me the whole of my monthly pay.

Whenever I see re-runs of The Good Life, I remember I sewed a maxi dress very similar to Barbara Good's green, floral posh frock. I also sewed a pair of denim dungarees using a pattern from my Fashionmaker partworks collection. I was very proud of those as well as the crocheted cotton kaftan I made. Fortunately perhaps, there is no photographic evidence of me wearing these creations.

Some Gloria Vanderbilt jeans.
They were so tight I had to lay flat on a bed and hook a coat hanger through the zip and pull.
I was a size 6!

Once on toilet visits were out of bounds!

No boy was ever going to get his hands down there.

I was once wearing them after experimenting with shaving my pubes, the itching was intense, it felt like a nest of ants had invaded my knickers.
I had to run into an old fashioned ladies wear shop called Valerie Elliot’s, I grabbed a dress got into a fitting room and scratched…oh the relief.
I then raced home and took them off, possibly for good!

They were worn with a variety of ridiculous tops that I thought were “ cool” and a pair of leather ankle boots.
I never wore a bra

Being a hippy would have been far more comfortable..

Crushed velvet loons in beige and a red Afghan coat, I’d coveted such a coat for months. My boyfriend bought it as a Christmas present, my Mum always insisted it smelled of goats!

A black leather mini skirt which could only be described as a wide belt!

My first 'mini' skirt was navy with white pinstripe and a wide white belt it was barely above my knees my Mum was horrified ?

"Shocking pink" mini skirt with a massive (for then) zip right up the front!