I was born in ‘47, in West London, but was living in Epsom in ‘63, which wasn’t the most “happening” place at the time! Nevertheless, I would go to the local dance hall every Friday, and hang out in the local coffee bar, eyeing up the talent. At 16, I was still under Dad’s curfew - 10pm on weekdays and 10.30 pm at weekends.
By ‘65 we had moved to Hammersmith, which was much better, and at 18 I had more freedom too. I got in with a crowd from Acton, which included four guys who played in a reasonably successful band, and had regular gigs at the Overseas Visitor Club in Earls Court, or Kangarooland as it became known. This was great fun, we would all pile in their dilapidated van, and acted as roadies to get free entry to the club. It was also close to The Troubador, a trendy coffee bar (which is still going, and renowned for the guest singers they host).
My wages didn’t stretch to Biba, and while Twiggy was my icon, I was a little more curvaceous and her, so couldn’t really wear her dresses.
But I did wear Mary Quant, and loved her make-up, especially the “Shaders” as mentioned above! Face sculpting is nothing new! And I loved the shoes I bought from Ravel - low-heeled patent pumps with a bow, and strappy slingbacks. We had such pretty shoes then.
I also went to some of the Soho clubs, the Marquee, and the Bag’o’Nails, and remember one trip to Eel Pie Island.
Never took any drugs, though I was aware some club goers did, not my scene at all.
The era of the 60s has to be the most amazing time, nothing before, or since can really compare. We had the BEST music!