I cannot believe I used to…………

Have blacked eyes as per Dusty Springfield and deep fringe like Kathy McGowen couldn't see where I was going most of the time.
White boots with mini skirts and very pale lipstick that made me look ill to say the least.

Pluck my eyebrows and save some of the longer, darker 'hairs' and apply them individually as false eyelashes ? Obviously had far too much time to spare, looked very natural though at the time.

Dance until 2 a.m. then walk home barefoot.
Eat Vesta curries.
Cycle on a daily basis

Did all of those things and lived to tell the tale, thankfully not many people took photos in those days, so most of my make up and wardrobe choices are in my memory and not all over the Internet!
I never smoked or took to alcohol so I’m grateful that I had some sense and with pale skin, freckles and a tendency to break out in a heat rash, I never sunbathed.

What a fabulous thread Sago, thank you all for your 'confessions' . It will be interesting to see how this one evolves. Have a good day ?

Go to bed with sellotape across my fringe to stop it from curling up when I had my 'Mary Quant' hairdo.

Go to a club on Saturday night - stay all night - go home Sunday morning and go to bed and stay there till I got up for work on Monday morning!!

Sellotaped the sides of my ‘Mary Quant hairdo’ (I wish!) to keep them straight. When I’d grown my hair longer my cousin swears she one day found me ironing my hair straight, using Mum’s iron and the ironing board. I have no recollection of that, possibly because I loathe ironing so have blocked the memory! ?

Kate1949

Go to bed with sellotape across my fringe to stop it from curling up when I had my 'Mary Quant' hairdo.

Yes, I did that too.

Also had a hoop in my petticoat and made petticoats with lots of layers of net.

Then I made a circular skirt by putting a big piece of material on the floor, calculated the radius of the circle needed to go round my waist and marked that. Then I measured down from the waist to get the hem length. I can't remember how I managed the zip though!

Black eye liner, blue eye shadow and off to Liverpool in the 60s. It was all quite innocent, no booze and lots of dancing.

Care what other people thought about me!

Such memories. I had a pair of shoes that were black one side, white the other.

Used to be able to run! Now since my cancer I can barely walk without needing frequent rests!
Sleep on my stomach
Look good without makeup whereas now 2 hours of prep and I still look old and overweight ☹️

Smoke.
Such an idiot.
Result ? Mega wrinkles.

I can relate to the poster who said she different clothes for home and college!

...think I was fat when I weighed 9 stone - now I am fat

go to nightclubs until 3am, get home and sleep for a couple of hours, then get ready to go to work all day.

As a student, slept in railway stations overnight, to save money, while travelling around Germay. My mother would have grounded me, if she had known.

Be a size 10

Drive with a little dd standing up in the back! Not in the U.K., but it was pre U.K. compulsory seatbelts anyway.

Be upset that I didn’t have e.g. a 36B bust and a cleavage.

You could have mine, Witzebnd. 36C, 5ft 1in and a size 10, my cleavage was a curse! My doctor friends described it as the 8th engineering wonder of the world. .

In my early twenties I slept at New Street Birmingham all night after missing last train to South Wales, on a chair in some sort of waiting room the guard keeping an eye on me occasionally. Sleeping on a patch of grass in Chartres when everything was OCCUPE. We were woken by a gendarme and saw we were in front of a memorial (hadn't seen it in the dark). He checked our passports and directed us to Chartres Cathedral where we spent a couple of hours listening to nuns singing before things opened up.

After my son left home post-uni, moved to another firm, did a two hour each way commute plus however long it took in the office, worked through lunch eating at my desk, worked on the train, until I retired 8 years ago. Retirement, not having to meet deadlines, not being preoccupied with ‘work stuff’ all the time, being as lazy as I want, not setting my alarm, actually enjoying life, is absolute bliss. No way could I do all that today.

ninathenana

Dance until 2 a.m. then walk home barefoot.
Eat Vesta curries.
Cycle on a daily basis

Ah, Vesta curries, and paella and chow mein.

If I remember correctly there was a vegetable curry and upon opening the box there were two bags. One was clear plastic and totally sealed and contained the curry as a slurry, and the other was an opaqueish plastic with lots of tiny holes in it that contained rice.

Then one boiled a saucepan of water, put some salt in it (I know, but that was then!) and inserted both bags and boiled it all for a while, producing a pan of water with a white foam on it, probably due to tiny bits off the rice getting through the holes in the bag.

Then drain away the water and open the bags (scissors?) and serve and enjoy.

The paella was, I think, all in one, but I am not sure.

I tried the Chow Mein once but I think that one had to fry the whatever they were called part and it went wrong. I have never been a fan of using a frying pan, it always seemed very dangerous, haven't used one since I think.

It all seemed very exotic back in the early 1970s, which I suppose that it was at the time.

I rather think that the vegetable curry served with the rice and some boiled potatoes made a very filling meal.

Yes I loved all those Vesta meals in the early 70s! The paella was indeed all in one and had to be fried. They did seem exotic in those days! I doubt people would buy them now!

OP here Just enjoying a lunch break and reading all your replies, thank you!
More confessions ; I cannot believe I used to enjoy Cinzano and believe that David Cassidy would find me and of course fall in love with me despite the fact Donny Osmond had begged for my hand in marriage….. it was never meant to be because as a Mormon I would not have been able to enjoy Cinzano?.

For me it was Paul McCartney... had a poster of him and thought he could see me. I ask you ...!!!?

Live in a tiny one room bedsit with a leaky gas fire and saggy old furniture and share the unheated bathroom with seven strangers in the other bedsits because I was too pigheaded to stay at home.
And - I stuffed newspaper around the window to keep out the draught. It's a miracle I didn't gas myself.

This thread has evoked so many memories :-) Thank you OP

My "I can't believe I used to" wear a pair of bright yellow over the keen platform boots.

I loved them and unlike my very bright pink, very uncomfortable, platform shoes the boots were at least comfortable.

I do not wear anything uncomfortable now.