I had a lovely canary yellow A line mini dress with full length bell sleeves trimmed with silver sequins. I wore it with yellow tights and burgundy suede Mary Janes and my dad said I looked like a chicken!
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.




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It's no wonder my eyesight is so bad now! I went to live in Hamburg in the early 70s and it was a fashion desert. All the teenagers there dressed very sensibly and looked askance at me in my red/blue/yellow striped suede ankle-strap platform shoes. I felt like Zandra Rhodes. 
