The best thing about growing up in the 70s is that once you’ve worn hip hugging light green polyester bell bottoms with little lavender flowers, nothing else in life can possibly make you feel self-conscious. I also had platform shoes, hot pants, halters, Danskin Leotards, HUGE glasses, lots of plaid and full-on disco gear. Heaven help me.
I am embarrassed to admit that I was listening to the Partridge Family, Jackson 5, the Osmonds, the Captain and Tennille, KC and the Sunshine Band, Barry Manilow and Rupert Holmes. I even saw Tony Orlando and Dawn in Concert, which is a few hours of my life that I’ll never get back.
Anyone of my generation who claims to have no 1970s skeletons in their closets is LYING. It was a time of questionable taste. Come on. Admit it. Confession is good for the soul.
While I was wearing all those ridiculous clothes and listening to all that awful music though, my taste in TV was pretty good. Who can find fault with All in the Family, the Mary Tyler Moore Show, the Carol Burnett Show, Maude, M*A*S*H, the Odd Couple, Mary Hartman, the Muppet Show, Soap, and Lou Grant? So I’d like to think there is still hope for me.
Just don’t ever try to get me into bell bottoms again.
The View from a Drawbridge 
Oh man… you were one of those people? We used to make fun of those people… Ha.
Hey, I’ve seen pictures of you in footy pajamas.
oh… right… never mind…
The other day, shopping at Burke’s Outlet, I spotted a rack of pants and was transported back to 1957. Back then they were called Toreadors or Slim Jims. And it was the best Christmas Presant under the tree that year, mostly because my Dad was livid that His Girls would consider wearing such a thing, and because Mom stood her ground and said “This is necessary for their emotional development as Teenagers”. GOOD ONE MOM, and yes I used it on my husband for our girls.
The pair I had was made of Spandex a swimsuit material (think Esther Williams).They were like a girdle for our thighs and made our legs look half their size. When we would get home from school and take them off, the whole neighborhook could hear the sigh of relief.
The ones we saw were a stretchy jean material, but the same irridiscent colors that when you moved the colors changed from Pink/lime/yellow/purple. My eyes popped out and my heart fluttered. The other pairs were stretchy jeans with either little flowers of all colors or Giant purpleish flowers, on multi-blue fabric. My Mom (93) said “YOU wouldn’t seriously buy those would You? Well you know, if I could get back to my 15-35 yr. weight and find them for the $2.49 price tag, Well,You can bet your Bippy I would.
Carole, you are a delight. 🙂
Well, it can be argued that movie stars have never been accused of having good taste. But what was my excuse? lol