(Poll) How were you dressed when you were small?
seli...@my-deja.com
When I was small, I was dressed in a lot of flannel-lined jeans and
saddle shoes. My mother also had a penchant for dressing me in things
that had enormous ruffling Rickie Ricardo-in-club-mode puffy sleeves.
In my kindergarten class photo I look like a lone baby Rockabettie in a
group of baby hippies.
It's taken me 30 years, but I've stopped rebelling. The 50's did have
some cool gear, and I do look good in yellow. Mom was right.
When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
your own?
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seli...@my-deja.com wrote:
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> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
> Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
> fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
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my mom thought it was cute to buy matching outfits for me and my
sister(shes 4 years younger) on occasion[1]. i cant find too many pictures
anymore, unfortunately.. i think around 10, i got to start picking out my
own clothes.
~andi
[1]now, however, she and i occasionally ask to borrow each others things..
her:"andi, can i wear your NIN shirt tomorrow?"(my tool shirt is too worn
out, or shed take it too) me:"hey,kiddo, can i borrow yer UFOs tomorrow
night?"
lily of the Garden
in some ungodly color of cordoury pants....(think back...giggle and then
shudder :))
I guess I dressed the same....now...I dress silly. I've always been a lil
crazy..why not show it in clothing? :)
Good question btw :)
-lily of the Garden
ninja
>And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
[...]
>When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
>Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
>fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
>your own?
interesting poll topic!
let's see. when I was little, I had *zero* fashion sense
but I really thought I did! I thought my outfits were snazzy
when in reality they were probably really embarrassing. I
think I liked bright colors, especially magenta and purple
and teal.
No one ever told me what to wear or forced me into
anything I didn't like. I definitely had a flair of my own,
although I can't define that any more clearly. Being a
brainy little girl with coke-bottle glasses, crooked teeth,
and an anomalous sense of fashion... well, we all know
how that is. ;)
I also grew up in a very affluent area, so if your clothes
didn't have an expensive label, you were automatically a
misfit. I remember this one bitchy girl who gave me shit all
the time for wearing hand-me-downs. She made me feel so
small, and here I am 15 years later, rejoicing in my 2ndhand
duds from Goodwill, cackling over my bargains. I'm SO sure
I am much more interesting and fashionable that she ever will
be in her Flavor of the Month, Madison Avenue-dictated
uniforms.
I was a femme-y little kid who LOVED makeup, and a
tomboy androgynous teenager who rejected anything sexy
or traditionally feminine. Now I'm much more femmey again,
but in colors and styles that reflect my more somber, grown-up
leanings, ie gray/black/purple. Sleek black skirts instead of
blue jeans or bright teal sweatskirts. Shiny, sexpot boots
rather than hiking boots or Keds. Black lace instead of pink
lace.[1] Tight black baby tshirts instead of grungey flannel
shirts. Black band or comic book tshirts instead of colorful
tshirts. Blood red nail polish instead of bubblegum pink...
etc etc.
oh, and one last thing -- I could kick myself for having
thrown out all those rubber bracelets from 4th grade!!!!
- beth
[1] i will not be a pink person ever again. i think. at
least, i *REALLY* doubt it.
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> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I loved purple. When I was in first grade, my teacher told me that was
not an acceptable favourite colour because it was "ugly". She was not
impressed when 6-year-old me argued back that it was *my* choice.
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
Oh yes. My parents are the utilitarians from hell, so I was only
allowed excessively "practical" clothing and given pudding-bowl
haircuts. I wanted frilly girly purple and black things, but there was
nothing I could do about it.
> Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
There was no point. It was their way or the highway, end of story.
> What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
Oddly enough, I can't remember that, but I did get a paper route at the
age of 12 so I could start getting some stuff of my own. Unfortunately,
everything my mother didn't like mysteriously shrunk in the wash. So I
started doing my own laundry shortly after.
Jodi
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for me. Cords, Jeans.. etc. When I did wear a dress I'd have a pair of
shorts on underneath. I had loads of cute tee's too. HRmmm.. sho wise, I
wore wallabys and my shiny red mary janes. Try picturing a lil' 6 yr old
tomboy at the L.A. Zoo- hair in pig tails... with a white tee, denim
shorts and bright shiny red mary janes. *I* loved those shoes. It's my
favorite clothing memory of when I was a kid.
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Sparky
got to high school.
My mom just didn't think it was right for kids to wear black, too somber
or serious or old or *something*. It never bothered me...I thought black
was pretty boring back then anyway...loved red and purple, bright royal
blue, burgundy and grey.
Been steadily making up for it by wearing nothing but black for the past
umpteen years. :)
Sparky
Ann d'Abiose
I will refer to my 10 years old and less here (far away behind me now
;^)
Loved: bright red, deep red, all the red and the dark blue.
Hated: pink and orange.
>Were you dressed different from other kids?
Hummm, not really in public except for my native Indian costumes (but
never at school). When I was home, I often dress up as a nurse for my
teddy bear, a glam lady with a little boa, an Arabian or Greek with
some sheets, Daniel Boone with the plush hat but almost of the time, I
wore my feathers and fringes native Indian costumes :^>
> Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
With my mom... yes. She refused to let me go to school in my favorite
outfits, the native Indian ones. Also, I remember that I have to fight
with her because I wanted to wear a white knit dress with pompoms at
the bottom over a bright red turtle neck shirt and tights that my
godmother did for me. I was so in love with that dress but mom hated
it and allow me to wear it only once, for taking a picture to give to
my godmother :^<
>What was the first thing you remember buying on your own?
A pair of flares jeans with a fake tie dye blue T-shirt with little
burgundy flowers and a deep wine velvet Indian tunic with multi color
embroidery on the front, bought in a Indian shop (the velvet kept for
a long time its patchouli sent from the shop :^) ... it was the early
70's baby!!! ;^)
Ann d'Abiose
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> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I recall loving red and hating blue.
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
Always. My mother was a single mom and in my early days we didn't have
that much money and we bought all of our clothing from garage sales and
thrift stores. I remember wearing second-hand plaid skirts and sweaters
at the same time all of the kids in my school were wearing designer
jeans and day-glo prints. Its funny because, at the time, i don't think
i was really that aware of the fact that i stood out. Then, somethwere
in my grade school years, a friend of my mom's who had a teenaged
daughter gave me a huge box of clothing. She was a big, trendy Madonna
fan and the box had all the stapes in it like black lace skirts, lace
gloves, scarves, etc. I wore all that stuff to death.
> Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
Oh, lord, yes. I can vividly remember being in kindergarden and my mom
throwing a fit at me one morning because i had chosen my own outfit and
dressed myself and the colors i had chosen clashed seriously. As i got
older my mom and i started fighting over the fact that my choice of
apparel was often truly bizarre. I remember wearing a hand knit white
wool shawl and hat over my clothing one day to grade school (i was about
7, i think) that had belonged to my grandmother... and looked like it
should be worn by a grandmother. Kids kept asking me why i was wearing
it and i remember telling them "because my feet are cold" which was
because someone had told me at that time in my life that you loose 80%
of your body heat through your head so if your feet are cold, put on a
hat. I thought this was rather funny, and at the time i guess i thought
it was funny to tell the other kids that, but i didn't explain the
head/body heat thing to them so i'm sure they all thought i was fucking
crazy. Later in life i developed an intense desire to wear bizarre
things to school just to confuse people. Like two different colors of
socks or, later, bedroom slippers. In fact, the majority of fights i had
with my mother from grade school to high school were about what i was
wearing.
> What was the first thing you remember buying on your own?
Because my mom and i mostly bought our clothes second-hand i started
buying clothes early (it was cheap). Can't remember for sure.
--Kyronfive
Granuaille
My mother had this delusion that for special occasions I should look
like a living Holly
Hobbie replica. She dressed me in saddle shoes and plain brown, homemade
dresses that
frankly made me look more like a monk than sweet Holly. <g>
I wore alot of polyester and homemade dresses. I remember one of my
favourite holiday
dresses...it was a long white affair with puffy sleeves and a Snow White
print. Heh
>
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I loved orange. I don't know why. I just did. I can't remember ever
wearing it though.
The closest I came to having anything orange was my Charlie's Angel's
sweatshirt that was
an orangey-gold.
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
I think the only thing different was the homemade stuff but considering
the times, it
probably didn't stand out.
Granuaille
Potnia Theron
: And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
Hey, that's a good question! I have to think about it.
: When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I honestly don't really remember if there were colors that I wore more
than others. I know I loved dark blues and all kinds of shades of green. I
also know I had a fuzzy purple coat when I was about two, that I just
loved, until I grew out of it, and it went to my sister, and then I hated
it. But I think that's a weird sibling rivalry thing!!! :)
To be honest, now you will still most often find me in one of those
colors, even more often than black (although I've been adding a lot of
black lately. But most often I am wearing a green shirt, or green military
pants, or black pants and a purple shirt. I guess things don't change all
that much, hey?
: Were you dressed different from other kids?
Hell yeah! They had NEW things. All my things were hand-me-downs or
thrift buys or from the flea market. Okay, not all of them. But we couldn't
afford a lot, so I almost never had new things. Or not until I was much
older, like 15, when new meant from the army supply store and therefore new
to me, if not necessarily new to being worn. :)
: Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
Oh, no. My mother let me dress however I wanted. I think she wanted
to teach us to have our own minds about ourselves. So I wore whatever I
wanted, in whatever combination I wanted. It was fun. I never, ever brushed
my hair.
Actually, I don't really brush my hair much now, either. Hmmm. In
fact, that's why I have this mini-dread next to my face. Hmmmm.
: What was the first thing you remember buying on your own?
<looks back fondly> A coat. I didn't really buy it on my own, with my
own money, but I did get to pick it out, and it was from a store, new, so it
was really special. I'm not sure how old I was, maybe six or seven? The
coat was nylon, and was yellow, red, and blue with striped sleeves and a
hood. It was lovely. I loooOOOOOOoooved it.
I guess how what I had to wear in my childhood affected me thusly: I
don't really care what I'm wearing or what other people think of it, as long
as I like it. I don't care where it came from, whether it was bought in a
boutique or in a department store or in a thrift store or found on the
street, I don't care how much or how little it cost, I don't care if anyone
else thinks that stripes and plaid are a horrible combo, or I should wear
more color, or I should wear less color, or I look like a weird person. I
like it so dammit I'm wearing it. So there. Thanks Mom!
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> And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
As a little kid (say, 10 & under), I adored ruffles & swirly skirts &
jewelry & nail polish & pink & white & lacy anything. My mom *hated* all
of this -- she's a very practical, slightly hippie-ish woman, very much
a tomboy as a kid (having grown up on a farm), & always too busy as a
working single mom. She seemed to think kids should always dress is the
most simple & easily-cleaned (& nothing expensive either -- no way we
could afford it back then).
So she bought me jeans & tshirts & button-down shirts. I thot the
clothes were too boy-ish, but I didn't have a lot of choice, so I
accepted my fate.
Every now & then, she'd let me wear some of the few dresses she'd made
for me. I ***loved*** these outfits!!! The 2 I remember best both had
jumper style tops (almost like overalls; a bib in the front & crossed
straps in the back; worn w/a top underneath) & huge full circle skirts.
One was a delicate white cotton w/a tiny pattern of rosebuds & the other
was yellow & black heavier cotton w/a very 60s/70s print of astrological
sign symbols. I'd wear these & spend all recess swirling around till my
skirt went straight out & the boys made fun of me cause they saw my
panties. IIRC, when I was about 6 & had a skirt like this, I begged my
mom for panties w/rows of lace ruffles on the butt, so when I swirled,
it'd look cute. She refused to purchase such a silly (& expensive) thing.
As I got a little older, mom let me pick out more of my own clothes. I
recall getting a sleeveless white cotton peasant blouse at about 10. I
felt like a gypsy & wore it all the time.
By 12 or so, I picked out all my own clothes, but w/mom's veto power for
a few more years. I still leaned towards the practical stuff (since I
now had to do my own laundry ;-), but I did branch out into Laura Ashley
type stuff for that romantic flair. By 16, I was making clothes for
m'self & buying weird vintage thigns & having the typical arguements
w/mom about my makeup & hair.
Then I went away to college, & my mom started saying how much she always
loved my style. I still kid her about that.
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seli...@my-deja.com wrote in message <95tguq$2ss$1...@nnrp1.deja.com>...
>And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
>
<...>
>When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
>Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
>fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
>your own?
>
My first pair of shoes had a big metal bar in between them. Of course,
that wasn't so much a fashion choice as a medical recommendation. My
parents still have the shoes, though. Every time we see one of those flyers
advertising baby shoe bronzing, my mom and I ponder asking if they'll bronze
the bar, too.
In the Graduation Special Edition of the school paper, there's a lovely
picture of me in bell bottoms and roller skates. The caption reads, "This
rollerbaby knows bell bottoms will return to style - maybe she'll write a
speech on it." (The picture is up at
http://www.students.uiuc.edu/~tarr/graphics/roller.jpg , if anyone has a
burning desire to see it. Apologies for the lousy quality of the scan.
When I gave them the picture, they didn't mention they were going to mark it
up with some type of orange pencil. I think my parents may still have the
picture. I scanned this one from the newspaper.)
My parents liked to dress me in cutesy 70s/early 80s clothing. Which
makes sense, given that it *was* the late 70s and early 80s. Little bell
bottoms, one-piece rompers, dark-colored shorts with light-colored trim. At
one point in time, one of my sisters and I both had "Annie" red dresses. I
loved that dress. :)
I don't remember fighting about clothes. I remember fighting about my
*hair*. My grandmother insisted on cutting my hair short every summer until
I was about 10. I'd grow it out all winter, and by spring it would be an
unruly mess, since it's thick and fluffy and frizzy. At 6 years old, I
wasn't very good at getting the tangles out myself, and I'd end up screaming
at my mother when she tried. So, every summer, it got cut.
I don't remember the first item of clothing I bought on my own. Since I
didn't get an allowance, and I didn't have a job until my senior year of
high school, I didn't really have money to go buy clothes on my own. The
good part was that my parents paid for my clothes. The bad part was that
that meant they got input on what I bought.
So, how does how I was dressed when I was little affect my clothing
choices now? I've no idea. I think my patterns got pretty much set in high
school: plain jeans, lots of t-shirts, oversized sweaters in dark colors,
long flowy skirts. Bell-bottoms scare me.
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erica alayne.
When I was little, I dressed in lots of baggy sweatshirts, leggings, socks, and
flats. No one ever really made me dress a certain way [1], and that was what I
liked to wear most of the time.
I remember I had one cousin that was really into New Wave, and wore lots of
tattered skirts, black, and little stompy ankle boots, with her hair teased and
stuff, [2] and I'd always want to emulate that. :) I'd tie little pieces of
lace in my hair, and put a skirt over my leggings or something, and I thought I
was terribly cool.
I loved dressing up, but it was my own kind of dressing up. Sometimes I'd put
on one of my "Jennifer Outfits" (What everyone called it when I tried to dress
like my cousin), make everyone sit in the living room, and sing along to Jem
and the Holograms, Cyndi Lauper, and Madonna. :P
I wore that sort of thing till I hit about sixth grade, then things started to
get darker. I got my first pair of Doc Martens then, and that began a love
affair with boots. :)
<< When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate? >>
I still liked black a whole lot, but I also loved purple, and hot pink, and
peacock blue. [3] Those four were my big favorites, and I still like them all a
lot. I always hated orange and yellow. I think that is a carryover, because to
this day I can't stand orange and yellow things on my body.
<< Were you dressed different from other kids? >>
I never though about it much, but I suppose I was. I lived in an fairly
affluant neighborhoods when I grew up, and the schools I went to reflected
that. While we weren't bad off of anything, I was more interested in being a
little creative with my clothes than anything else. They were more on the wild
side compaired to the other kids at school.
<< Did you have early morning fights about clothes? >>
Not that I can remember. Like I said, I've always been able to pick out my own
clothes, and no one has ever given me a hard time about it. I've lived with my
aunt for almost all of my life, and she's always been very tolerant about my
little weirdnesses.
<< What was the first thing you remember buying on
your own? >>
Same things goes for here as above; I remember even when I was very small, and
barely have any memories, of when we went clothes shopping, being asked to
point at stuff I liked best. They knew I was a pretty good kid, and I wasn't
going to point at anything very expensive, or impractical.
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[1] Only on school picture day would someone ask me to wear something they
liked. I didn't really care, as long as I could dress however I wanted all of
the other days. That only lasted until I was in third grade, and then after
that I could wear whatever even for school pictures.
[2] Ironically enough, I still like that style, and my cousin (who is now 28)
groans and looks embarassed when anyone brings up how she dressed back then. :P
[3] The other day I was thinking about a pair of leg warmers I'd had back then
that were purple, hot pink, and peacock blue stripes. I wish to hell I still
had them.
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iphigenia
: And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
:
I don't think it does that much, as I was never really *dressed* except as a
very small kid (i.e. at 4 years old in my Garanimals). I always got to pick
what I wore.
: When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
: Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
: fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
: your own?
I never liked anything girly. I really, really loved purple. Wore it all the
time, probably looked like a dork. We never had any clothing fights, I never
tried to mix plaids with polka dots or anything else bad enough to require
parental intervention, and overall I had a pretty free hand in my clothes.
I was definitely dressed different from the other kids. Most of my clothes
were hand-me-downs or homemade, cos we didn't have much money. Unfortunately
I went to an elementary school in a wealthy area in another county, because
they had a gifted program that I was supposed to be in.
I think that the experience (extended through high school) of being poorer
in schools that only accepted rich kids just made me learn to not care about
wearing what everyone else did. I saw the superficiality of it all and just
decided to be me. It's a lot more exciting to find something neat for $2 in
a thrift store than it is to find the exact same thing everyone else is
wearing for $50 in the mall.
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>Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
>fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
>your own?
Hmm...I hated pink and loved blue. My dad always had to bitch about my lack
of femininity (actually, I'm probably the most traditional female I know
outside of certain religious communities, but he still thinks I'm unfeminine
because his ideals are strictly Donna Reed and June Cleaver with a little
Barbie and Brittany Spears thrown in), but my mom was pretty tolerant. I
got to wear most of what I wanted and little of what I truly hated, partly
because I didn't really want anything too outrageous most of the time, and
partly because revealing stuff was never a problem to my parents---my mom
grew up in the era of extreme micro-minis, and my dad thought women were
supposed to be sex objects anyway and didn't mind me starting early. He
has been continually pressuring me to "Get a man and get a grandson" for him
since I was 14. He still asks on an almost daily basis when I'm going to
get pregnant and why not. Well, I didn't mean this to turn into a rant
on my f'ed up family life, but that seems to be intertwined with so much.
Anyway, back to the subject----I didn't really have any money or
opportunity to buy my own clothes until I was in my teens and discovered the
75% off racks at Contempo, which were babygoth heaven in the late 80s.
Hell, I still wear a lot of things that I bought at that time. I can't
remember anything specifically as being the first, though. My beret,
perhaps---er, no wait, I DO remember! It was a little two-tiered ruffled
skirt with a wide knit waistband. My first black piece of clothing ever.
I remember because when my dad saw me wearing it, with a *white* shirt,
mind you, he got this bitter expression and grumbled about me wearing black.
It's lucky he didn't know what was coming!
As for the effect on my present style of dressing, I never thought of it
that way, but I don't often wear revealing clothing even though I know I
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>And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
>When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
>Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
>fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
>your own?
i remember it going in stages:
1. somewhat frilly clothes up until i was 6. friday flip up day made me
think to wear a dress meant wearing shorts underneath. i wasn't keen on
that. i also liked wearing my wonder women underoos all the time.
2.then came the i wanna be a punk or cyndi lauper look. i wore halters adn
minis with funky belts on my hips and wrists. the belts on my wrists made
it easier and cheaper to get the look of massive ammounts of jelly
bracelets, i guess... i even added charms on teh open holes of the belt. i
remember this was an awkward stage because i went to a father/daughter
girl scout square dance like that. a year later a few girls at camp
remembered me just cuz i was dressed that. oh and my lovely painter's
paints and neon socks.
3. then right around 10, i had exactly 3 outfits. my mom kept messing up
my laundry. one of the outfits i remember was wearing one of my dad's
dress shirts and baseball pants (basically looked like capris). the other
'outstanding' outfit was my pink and black plaid overalls with my
'matching' orphan annie perm. i was styling.
4. then junior high hit and it was pants and high tops. in fact, i thnk
that is when i really started dressing tom boy.
6. in early high school it hyberated and i had a series of crop jackets
and black pants. i even had those hammerish pants that could have pockets
or a folded look.
7. i came back to simple jeans and tee's at all times in 1990. i had to
get my dance on at all times. i fit in the raverish crowd kinda. that is
how i am today... simple simple simple and no one ever hits on you or
anything.
as you can see my parents made suggestions that i not wear certain things
but i had to learn that myself. i also hated pink after i was 10 and stuck
with black,blue, and white through to today.
i don't remember what i bought on my own though. oh... now i do...
i saved up my entire money from umpiring softball games and got a custom
made 14k name plate made.
i still have it and it reminds me of my thuggish days. ugh...
if any of this doesn't seem embarrassing, you not imaginating hard enough.
jen
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Anthrid
One of my very first memories was being extremely annoyed with my mother
for dressing me in brown corduroy knickers. Gah. To this day my mother
still says "But you looked so cute!"
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I was mildly obsessed with pink and purple, but I didn't particularly care
what I wore unless it involved tights. I hated tights because they were
constantly too short for me and the crotch crept down. And I wore a tiger
suit constantly for about a year. If that tiger suit still fit, I'd be
wearing it right now.
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
I remember in second grade admiring this snotty girl Abigail for her acid
wash jeans and giant plastic goldfish earrings. At the time I was wearing
red corduroy pants and was jealous because I didn't own jeans until I was
about 10. My mother made almost all my clothes, and while nice, did not
reflect the funkiness that was the 80s.
>Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
No. My mother is more shocked these days, but I think she's secretly a
little envious because she's extremely self concious and I'll occasionally
trip out of the house wearing sexy bondage collars.
>What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
I think the first thing _I_ really bought were a pair of greasy black 8
hole Doc Martens. Actually, they're still in use (I gave 'em to my sister
in law because they were really too big for me. It took me a long time to
realize I was no longer growning out of shoe sizes) which is pretty good
considering they're well over 10 years old by now.
Either that, or it was a Ministry "Jesus Built My Hot Rod" t-shirt.
Ahhhh... early 1990s grunge style...
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> How were you dressed when you were small and how does it affect the
> fashion choices that you make now?
My parents are weird (in fact, so weird, I don't even talk to them
anymore) and were particularly controlling over how I dressed so its
pretty funny you would ask ;-)
When I was a kid I wasn't allowed to wear black, EVER! The first black
article of clothing I owned was a "feminine" t-shirt (henley style) when
I was 14!!! No joke! Black was for funerals, only. I wasn't alowed to
wear jeans until I was 13 because only "poor people" wear jeans (um,
duh? Ever hear of Calvin Klein?). My mother made most of my clothes and
I was always looking like a mini adult with things like grey pleated
skirts and pink blouses. I wasn't allowed to wear running shoes outside
of gym class and the alternative was usually some sort of dressy loafer.
YES! I was picked on for my lame clothing, okay? (ha ha! Laughable now,
NOT THEN)
For three years of highschool I went to a private school so I wore a
uniform all the time and didn't really have much every-day clothing.
When I was 16 I started to define my own style which was kinda based on
kilts, coloured tights (that didn't "match" the skirt) and
band-tshirts.
It actually wasn't until I got to university and lived on my own that I
really started figuring out what *I* liked to wear and bought whatever
the hell I wanted.
The results from my upbringing:
1) 98% of my wardrobe is black (the remainder is dark purple, shiny red
and silver).
2) I hate jeans... not cuz "poor people" wear them [how stupid is
that?!?!] but more cuz after despration to have them I realized I look
dreadful in them!!! (I haven't bought a pair in 5 years)
3) I hate running shoes as a daily "fashion: item
4) I'm never under-dressed for any occassion ;-)
I don't think I have my parents to thank for inadvertently creating my
tastes in fashion but I do think that if I had been allowed to wear what
I wanted to when I was a kid... I *gasp* might have grown up to be into
things like the GAP! *eugh... perish the thought*
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> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
> Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
> fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
was hand me downs from my cousins, jeans, t shirts, overalls, etc. I don't
think I had a particular colour then I favoured, but when I think back to
pictures, I remember wearing lots of yellow, red, blue, purple.
I think the first thing I bought was a black short sleeve peasant blouse
that laced up in the front when I was about 12, I miss that shirt terribly.
In the same shopping trip, there was also a black rayon sleeveless dress
with a flared hem, and a balck velver skirt.
Lady Mystique
rain
>And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
Well, I don't know if it affects my fashion now, but I do know that I
make a lot of the same choices. :-) I gravitate towards the same
things. I'm convinced that anyone who is really true to their self
will be a lot like s/he was as a kid. Not exactly, of course, but I
think there will be some continuity.
When I was little I always loved my mom's knee high boots, her sandals
that laced up the leg, any of her high high heels, and her
watercolory, flowing broomstick skirts- any skirt that had a good
flare when you spun around in a circle. I would play dress up in them
every chance I got. And of course now, I still gravitate towards
similar footwear, and spend a lot of time twirling around in my many
flaring dresses and skirts. And I always loved hats...
I had some fashion sense, but it certainly wasn't always good.... I
wore a lot of stretch pants, I remember, and my favorite shoes were
some black reebok high tops that had two velcro straps at the ankle.
I had long hair, glasses, and I often braided my hair or wore it in a
pony tail (on the side of my head, for a while.) I remember big hyper
color or puffpainted t-shirts with the end tied in a knot... I also
wore a lot of kind of classic and classy outfits, often involving
plaids. I had many pleated plaid skirts.
I was kind of balanced between being a tom boy and being overly femme.
I mostly dressed for comfort, but I like having the chance to dress
up.
>When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I don't recall if there were any colors I really hated. I didn't like
olivey greens or brown.... I liked black accented with colors. (Just
as I dress now...). I loved bright colors, and I still do. I think
that electric blue and hot pink were favorites when I was little. I
liked teal and purple, magenta, red... but I also loved jewel tones-
hunter and emerald green, deep blue, burgundy...
>Were you dressed different from other kids?
Yeah, I think so. To an extent. I pretty much wore what I wanted.
Even when I started to get self conscious and tried to do things to
fit in I still had my own fashion sense. I remember having a lot of
punky brewster-ish outfits...
> Did you have early morning
>fights about clothes?
Nope. The only fights I ever had with mom were over the fact that I
wanted to wear my fluffy, lacey party dresses and patent mary janes
all the time, and she didn't want me to. She let me dress myself, for
the most part. She wouldn't make me wear clothes that I hated.
> What was the first thing you remember buying on
>your own?
As in, out of my own pocket? Oh, I don't remember... probably some
tacky 70s-ish article of clothing in 7th grade.
katie
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jenbane
loved to play dress up.
When I was school age, I wore sneakers, jeans or shorts, and huge t-shirts.
I didn't care about being in style, in fact, my main goal was to hide myself
and my body as much as possible. My jeans came from K-Mart [1], and my
sneakers from Payless. I can proudly say I never had any Jordache jeans, or
a Members Only jacket, or anything flourescent. I don't remember my mother
ever telling me to wear something different or anything like that.
I did go through a couple of phases: First, a western phase in which I wore
cowboy boots and western style shirts with my jeans. (This was an extension
of my horse mania.) Later, a tank top and button-up shirt phase, in which I
wore the latter layered over a tank top, with jeans of course.
I wasn't very picky about colors (anything goes with blue jeans, right?) I
liked red and royal blue, and later I wore a lot of pink to match my pink,
yellow and blue Payless high-tops.
At 12 I switched schools and began attending a Catholic school. We had a
strict dress code, which meant I had to wear slacks or a plain skirt with a
button-up shirt. My goal was still to hide as much as possible, so I really
didn't care which shirt I wore with my khaki pants that day. The only input
from Mom was that she insisted on ironing my clothes - *I* certainly didn't
care if my Dress Code shirts had wrinkles in them.
When I went to college, I went back to the jeans and t-shirts. I did,
however, progress from mostly colored t-shirts to mostly black t-shirts due
to the influence of a metalhead friend. I also began wearing Chucks almost
every day.
Finally, after college, I moved 300 miles from the conservative,
old-fashioned city I grew up in. I made some major changes in my life,
became happy in my own skin, and finally got a little style! (And it only
took 22 years to do it!)
> And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
After 5 years of dress code, of being required to look like a little yuppie
every day - I hate button-up shirts. I *never* wear button-up shirts, or
even shirts with that type of collar. I also dislike the Gap and Old Navy
type look immensely. I would be absolutely miserable in khaki pants and
loafers.
What affected me the most was the 22 years I spent feeling self-conscious
and trying to hide my body. I think my taste for wierd clothing is partly
an internal rebellion against that. After so many years of feeling ugly, I
suddenly found myself feeling attractive and quite comfortable in my own
skin. So I now like the attention that wierd clothing and hair brings,
though I don't specifically wear odd clothes just to get attention.
jenbane
[1] How my mom bought jeans for me:
Go to K-Mart or some similar place.
Go to the rack where 100 pairs of jeans are all hanging together.
Stand back, and look at the bottoms of the jeans.
Pick out the pairs which hang down furthest, thus are the longest.
From those, find the right size.
(I was about 5'8" at age 12 or 13)
Violet
> seli...@my-deja.com wrote:
>
>> How were you dressed when you were small and how does it affect the
>> fashion choices that you make now?
Granted, I am still ^little^ but...
When I was younger, my grandmother bought a LOT of my clothes. Being
the only grandchild at the time, I got to be the guinea pig my
grandmother lived out her "let's spoil the child rotten" phase on. oi.
She used to buy my lots of sweat suits... usually pink, purple, or
white, with cute little puppies and kittens and baby pandas and
whatnot on them. I swear I also had every sweater they've ever made
with a Scotty dog on it *grin* my grandparents are from the UK.
I went through a prep phase for awhile after that, and finally settled
on 98% black and 2% pink and red which Iam very happy with.
Violet
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but I wanted to wear only dresses, and my mom (who herself hates to wear
skirts) thought this was quite amusing.
I was a little kid in the 70's so before my wardrobe became of my own
choosing, I had plaid pants, velour tops, lots of sundresses, shorts,
some knickers at one point and coulottes. Lots of knee socks, some
saddle shoes... a bunch of stuff I remember only vaguely. I did have a
killer red dress with a pleated skirt (the accordian pleats, all the way
'round) when I was 3 or 4, and I hated when I outgrew it! It was fun to
wear with my red maryjanes, which were my favorite childhood shoes.
Through much of elementary and middle school I wore a uniform. After
that I spent a few years floudering in the world of fashion before
finding out how great black is and how all black is even more great. My
mom used to sigh and say, "Oh, it's just a shame everything you have is
black" (it really isn't ALL black), but now she sees things in colors I
like and says they are "me". :)
--
the Wicked Witch
Bansidhe
I loved purple, hated pink. Now I'm indifferent to purple,
and I like some pinks, but I almost never wear it... I also
loved blue, any shade but baby blue. I had a blue knit dress
(polo shirt style) that I wore to death.
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
My mom insisted I wear dresses or skirts to school. I didn't
want to wear them. Some other girls were dressed that way,
but this was the late 60s/early 70s, and some girls my age were
wearing pants. I remember that when I was in 3rd grade, I figured
out a way to get to wear pants. I said that boys were standing in
front of the swings when girls were swinging, so they could see
up our skirts. In reality I think that only happened now and then.
But I told it to my mom, she was horrified, and I got to wear shorts
under my dresses for awhile. Then she got me some culottes, which
were okay, and then she started letting me wear pants anyway, in
5th grade. They were all huge bellbottoms, I remember. They flapped
around my legs when I walked... I loved them. It was like 1973 and
I thought I was so cool.
> Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
Just about the pants thing. Well, and the hand-me-downs thing.
I *wanted* to wear my brothers' hand-me-downs. Mom thought they
were okay for play, but not school. I got my way more in junior
high and high school, but she never wanted me to go off to school
looking like a boy. But I loved old, broken-in flannel shirts
and sweatshirts, jeans with holey knees, and beat-up sneakers.
> What was the first thing you remember buying on your own?
Oddly enough, considering how I fought to wear boys clothes, the
first thing I remember picking out for myself was a purple blouse
with huge leg-o-mutton sleeves, tight peplumed bodice, and ruffles
at cuffs and throat. It was really feminine, and I wore it with
flounced skirts, petticoats, and cowboy boots. I must have looked
a sight -- like I was on my way to a hoe-down. This was high
school and I should have known better.... *grin*
Bansidhe
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and wheel'd or lit the filmy shapes
that haunt the dusk; with ermine capes,
and wooly breasts, and beaded eyes
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Francis, the Ladybug
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
> Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
> fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
When I was little I loved the color pink. I loved it since I was about 5
until I was 13 or 14.
When I was really young (from up until I started kindergarten) I just wanted
to wear underwear. I'd be wearing slips, bikinis, and all sorts of things
like that around the house. With stockings and dress shoes. Or I wouldn't
wear anything at all. There's quite a few pictures of me running naked
around the yard (which shall remain hidden, I don't feel like being
blackmailed anytime soon). If I *was* clothed, I'd be wearing pajamas, or
overalls with some sort of cottony shirt. That's basically it. I hated
dresses and dressing up. Hated it.
When I was five, and started kindergarden, I didn't mind skirts and dresses
as long as they were casual. I'd mostly wear pants and a top. I was a
little tomboy, from what I remember. I only talked to the boys, and I was
more interested in blocks, trucks, and action figures. If the girls would
convince me to play with the baby dolls, I'd have them crashing into walls.
And my dress kinda mirrored that aspect of my personality. I was dressed
pretty differently from everyone else. I remember this one little skirt set
I had. It had all these buttons on it, and these buttons had bodies and
faces!
From 1st grade through 10th grade, at school I had to wear a uniform. I
didn't really have much opportunity to make a statement with my clothes
until junior high and high school.
But, throughout elementary school, I wore leggings, velcro sneakers or
hiking boots, and any kind of t-shirt. I'd usually wear a torn up
sweatshirt overtop. And I'd always be getting my clothes dirty, so dirt and
sap from the pine trees in my backyard were daily accessories. I was a
tomboy then as well.
Starting in 7th grade and through 9th grade, I was a bit grunge-ish (even
though I didn't know what that was at the time). I'd wear baggy jeans, old
faded tye-dyed shirts, and completely mismatched flannel shirts overtop.
That's when I started with my hairdye obsession. Although my mom would only
let me use wash-out stuff, I would come into school occasionally with pink
hair.
To work around my uniform in junior high school and high school, I wore
clear sandals or hot pink ones. I also had a big assortment of 'unusual'
colored tights (light blue, neon yellow, neon pink, light green, light
purple, etc.) which I wore too. When the dress code got strict and didn't
allow those things, I'd pin South Park characters on my blouse...that was in
10th grade.
Through 9th and 10th grade, when not in school, I wore mostly jeans,
t-shirts, and platform sneakers.
Most of my t-shirts were black. My mom complained, so I obligingly bought
other colors, but I always had a bit of a tendency towards black. I also
liked unusual t-shirts. The weirder, the better. I know I got a t-shirt
with a potato flying through the air on it, like being abducted into outer
space. I got one with a talking alien on it. And one with an alien playing
baseball. I also liked shiny things at this point. I have a few shiny
tanktops from then that I wish still fit (darn puberty).
I still hated dresses and skirts at this point...but this time I hated them
completely because I hated my school. And since skirts were part of the
uniform and I hated everythign about that school, the idea of wearing
anything that remotely resembled a skirt totally put me off.
Just last year when I started at a public high school, I was a little preppy
in the beginning...because my wardrobe diminished to nothing and I had to
shop adn fast...I had just a weekend to get a whole wardrobe b/c I
transferred after the first week or two of school. After that, I started
with these tribal-ish and Chinese-inspired shirts, paired with dark blue
jeans and platform sneakers. Sometime in the middle of last year, I dressed
like I was seriously messed up. It was sorta like trampy stuff, like I
thought I was in RHPS or something every day. Over the summer I regained my
senses, and I got into wearing 95% black, 5% other dark colors. Now I
usually wear some sort of shirt (lace-up corsetty things, t-shirts, baby
t-shirts, etc. all black) with interesting pants. Or a long skirt or long
dress. Shorter skirts I save for when it's warmer out (early fall, etc.).
I'm not sure *how* I got into goth, it just sorta clicked one day. <g>
The first thing I remember buying is a pair of black boots with rainbow
shoelaces when I was 9 or 10 years old. Before then, my mom had basically
bought my clothes. <g>
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pixie
>And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
>
>When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
>Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
>fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
>your own?
I loved purple and black. Hrm. Kind of like I do now. ^_^
I hated anything pink, white, or yellow.
My mom used to buy me *really* girlie clothes, and on holidays, would
dress my sisters and I in matching clothes. There are *many* angry
baby pixie pictures in albums, the least of which are my *communion*
pictures, where I was furious I had to wear a white dress (though I
dug the veil and kept that...)
The first thing I remember liking was when I was, oh, maybe 6. My
grandmother talked my mom into buying me this dark purple dress with
two layers of dark purple lace on the skirt and a matching bag. My mom
*still* talks about how much she hated that dress, and how much I
begged for it, and how she'd never have bought it unless my
grandmother said she'd buy it for me if my mom didn't. I wore the
dress until it disintegrated.
I started buying my own clothes when I was 16 and got my first job. My
mom said "if you want to wear ugly dark clothes, then get a job and
buy your own." So I did. ^_^ The first time I wore fishnets as
regular stockings, she yelled "the only people who wear fishnets are
dancers and whores... and you're not a dancer!" ^_^ I love my mom.
She rules.
My mom killed my first Cure shirt, blacked out a letter on a Bad
Religion shirt that listed all their song titles so it read "uck
armageddon this is hell," things like that.
Anyway, as a kid, I wanted neon hair. I did that as soon as I moved
out and still refuse to have anything *near* my natural hair colour
because I hate it that much. I still wear almost exclusively black and
purple, but that's how I'm comfortable.
So, ummm, Yeah. I've always liked the stuff I wear now. Only no one
makes me wear white anymore! Victory!
pixie
"why won't it snow... just like they said it would
what do they know... that i really should?" ~jj72
Vyvyan23
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
Hmm. I remember a *long* phase of liking mostly blue/greens, b/c I'd
figured out that not only did they look good with blonde, my eyes would
(very considerately of them) change shades to match my shirt. This
fascinates me much more than it probably should, although I'm more into
purple now. <g>
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
Like a lot of other ppl posting (it seems), we didn't have much money
when I was growing up, so it was thrifting early for me. Heh. Of
course, we lived in a very poor area at the time, so everybody mostly
wore what was on sale at J.C. Penny that week. Umm... I'd be tempted
to say that I looked fairly similar to the other kids, except that a
friend of mine told me the other day that I didn't look nearly as normal
as I thought I did in highschool, so... I have no idea. My "normal
clothing" sense is obviously dysfunctional. :p
I also had a tendency to be overdressed to "formal" events. Now I'm
just overdressed, period. :)
I remember lots of jeans, lots of little black boots. Also, apparently
I begged and begged for a pair of riding boots when I first started
riding. Me? Like boots? *Never*... Um.. No skirts, which is
completely opposite to what I wear now. I did have one of those
purple/pink color-changing shirts - makes me giggle, now. :) And
there's pics of me dressed up for dance class in bright pink leggings, a
black leotard, and a short purple top with lace around the hem. I
thought it was very cool. Now I just try to keep people away from the
pictures. <g>
> Did you have early morning fights about clothes?
Nah, my mom and I agreed pretty much on what I'd wear. And she was
there when the clothes were bought, so nothing I had would make her
truly upset. Yay, mix-n-match. I do remember one early "fight", though
- my dad has never learned that pink and red don't always work together
well, and my mom took exception to how he'd dressed me. <g>
> What was the first thing you remember buying on your own?
Oh, I don't remember at *all*. I do remember buying the first thing I
knew my mom would absolutely not be happy with - a floor-length pleather
skirt, on sale for $30. I *had* to have it! I bought it, and had to
wait half a year for it to get cool enough out that I wouldn't roast.
She raised an eyebrow, but that was about all the reaction I got. If it
had been shorter, I'd probably have heard about it, though. <wry grin>
My favorite outfit of my childhood - I must've been about 4, but I
*still* remember this dress. It was dark green velvet, with lace
edging. I have no idea what I wore it to - probably a Christmas party -
but I *loved* it, even though I only wore it once. So sad when I
outgrew it. Velvet and I go back a *loong* way. :)
As for today - she's not entirely thrilled with my clothes and my
perpetual overdressing, but she concedes that I look nice, and have a
good sense for bargains. And she can *still* pick
clothes/jewelry/makeup I'll love (she saw the Diorific Plastic Shine
stuff in Memorable Violet and picked me up a bottle, just 'cause she
*knew* I'd adore it). My mom rocks. <g>
- Vyvyan, who's been fascinated hearing what everyone wore as a kid. :)
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Claire Black
: And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
Good question!
When I was a baby, my mother dressed me in fuschia, navy blue, black and
emerald green (much to the chagrin of my grandmother, who thought I was
going to turn out "strange"). I do like those colours still, however I
won't wear navy blue now, or brown for that matter, since I had school
uniforms in both of those colours.
My favourite colour is purple, but that's possibly because my favourite
gemstone is amythest.
: When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
: Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
: fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
: your own?
Mum always bought me blue clothes, and my sister the same clothes, but
in red. When I first started buying my own clothes I bought lots of
red, in the hope that it would make me look like my sister, which it
didn't.
I've always pretty much dressed as I do now, the one thing that perhaps
I "rebelled" against is that I don't have as many tattoos as my mother,
stepfather, father or stepmother, but I guess that will come in time.
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serpentbearer
My mum had pretty good taste really :-) I have a photo of me in a pair of
green flowery trousers, a crochet cloche hat and a gorgeous leopardskin
(fake of course) swing coat. I must have been 3 or 4.
She used to henna my hair when I was about 5 or 6 (if I wanted).
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I've *always* hated orange, and to a lesser extent yellow. My favourite was
red, my mum used to plait red ribbons into my hair on the way to school.
> Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
> fights about clothes?
I used to get a lot of stuff given to me by my mum's friends, usually Indian
tops and skirts. I also used to wear fancy-dress clothes to school. My mum
thought it was very important for me to choose my own clothes, but she has
pretty similar taste to me so there've never been any problems.
What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
>
Oooh, a pink tutu-style skirt, from a secondhand shop.
I think I've been very lucky, I've always been allowed to pick my own stuff;
even when other people chose for me they seemed to get it right.
the Wicked Witch
> I loved purple. When I was in first grade, my teacher told me that was
> not an acceptable favourite colour because it was "ugly". She was not
> impressed when 6-year-old me argued back that it was *my* choice.
What a dreadful attitude your teacher had! I can't believe she would put
down your choice of color. So much for teaching kids to think for
themselves, eh? But good for you for sticking up for your preferences,
even at the tender age of 6!
--
the Wicked Witch
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your own?"
oh, i love this poll, too! actually, i'm not sure i had a favourite
colour. i recall liking green because it was the colour of frogs and
money. for some reason. not that i was interested at all as a child in
either frogs or money, but, well....i was weird, what can i say?
and i was *always* dressed differently! if it wasn't because i was poor
at times and had to do with my mum's hand-me-down's and at times
maternity clothes because i was so heavy, it was just that i dressed
weird. i dressed weird or my mum dressed me weird, i'm not sure which. i
never really had fights about clothes.....i recall my mum telling me
just to put *something* on in the morning to go to school in, and me
crying that everything was horrible.
the first time i picked out my own clothes on a shopping trip was when i
was 13 and getting a new wardrobe for a trip to england. i really sucked
at picking things out, apparently. mostly environmental t-shirts and
plaid babydoll dresses that i didn't wear at the time (i would kill to
get the dresses i had then now.....stupid cyclic fashions). but the
first time i actually took my own money to go and pick out and buy
clothes i was 15. i had $100 in my hand and could finally get exactly
what i wanted. i ended up with a longsleeved nin downward spiral
t-shirt, a long black crepe skirt, fishnets and tights, a pink silk
slipdress (very courtney love, at the time, lol....if only i had breasts
so the plunging neckline didn't plunge so unhindered), and a pair of
black 8-eyelet docs....all this at a cool resale shop (except for the
shirt from a record store)....and my first lipsticks: one black
halloween wet and wild and one ultra-violet revlon. i remember having a
coupon for the revlon. god. $6 felt so extravagant for a lipstick then.
i'm 20 now and spend most of my paycheck on fashion.....i hardly think
twice about spending $20 on a lipstick now. i should go back to feeling
and spending like an injured teenager....at least i wore those clothes
like a religion....i bought exactly what i liked and only what i
liked.....and treated them like gold because it was so hard to find the
money to buy more......
i may have gone off ranting there.....sorry. memories of finding one's
style are flooding back to me.....sigh......
chloé
who's not as dark as she used to be, it would seem. : )
Ice Princess
We did something similar to this just a couple of months ago, so I won't
repeat a lot of what I said then. But there are a couple of things here
I haven't talked about before.
The short answer to the above question is that I was a tomboy, and I was
a child in the '70s, the era of the ugliest clothing design humanity has
ever created. So I think my overall lush-romanticism and love of period
clothing, rich fabrics, and jewel colors is probably a reaction to those things.
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
I don't remember having any particular color that I loved or hated more
than any other when I was a kid. I think this was partly because of it
being the '70s, with all those warm earthtone colors, which are just not
me, so color wasn't a big deal to me. And I just didn't care all that
much about clothes till I got into high school. Although (and I've told
this story before), when I was 10-11, I had a book of "color-your-own"
Barbie posters. I colored every one with black hair, white skin, and
deepdeepdeep-colored dresses--purples, dark blues, magenta.
When I got into my teens (13/14), I started to develop a definite
preference for pinks and purples. I also liked *some* of the earthtones
from the late '70s: wines, mahoganies, deep rich coppers. Those brown
shades still don't look that good on me, but they can be really
beautiful. I got over the pink thing in the early '90s; it gradually
evolved from a girly candy-pink to deeper, brighter pinks, to fuschias
and magentas and icy pastel-pinks so saturated they were barely even
pink; around about 1994, pink just sort of disappeared from my wardrobe,
and I haven't bought it since. (Although I have been finding myself
oddly drawn to pink nail polish and eye shadows lately--deep, dusty
rose-pinks, not anything bright or pastel.)
As for purple...well, I think anyone who's been reading here for any
length of time knows how I feel about that color. :) (Says the girl
who wears an amethyst in her nose 90% of the time.)
I never wore black as a kid. The first time I wore black for anything
other than a costume, I was 14; I had to have black pants for choir
performances. That was my first piece of black clothing. Took a few
years to get in gear, but I made up for it quickly once I got going. In
fact, I remember, in about 1986, looking in my closet and going, "I
really should buy some colors *other* than black and white."
> Were you dressed different from other kids?
Not as a kid, not really. But...my first year in high school (and where
I was, 8th grade was part of high school), I often wore 3-piece
pinstriped suits and gaudy patterned Qiana t-shirt dresses (all castoffs
from my mother) to school. People definitely found those choices unusual.
> What was the first thing you remember buying on your own?
The first thing that I chose to acquire on my own was a pair of
candy-apple red patent knee-high lace up boots. We didn't buy them,
someone offered them to me and I said yes. (Can't remember now who the
giver was.) I was 9. I'm still amazed that such a thing was actually
*made* in a child's size. I thought they were just sooooo cool. (And
as I've said before, this proves that the boot fetish started early.)
The first thing I bought for myself--meaning, it was *my* money, and my
mother was not there to say yea or nay--was a pair of black pleather
trousers. I was 18, Britpop was the biggest thing in my life, and I
wanted to dress like Duran Duran. Pleather trousers made it possible.
(Plus my best friend was egging me on--*she* wanted to see me in them,
but not entirely for fashion reasons...so funny now to know she was
drooling over me the way I was drooling over Britpop bois, and I was too
clueless to notice.) They cost, IIRC, $18. Seemed like a lot at the time...
There were a lot of things in the intervening years that I remember
picking out, but it was always my mother's money paying for it and she
had final word. I recall, in particular, the pink & purple patchwork
calico shirt; the long olive-green wrap skirt; the lavender overalls (oh
my gods, I *loved* those overalls); the Candie's mules; and the teal
blouse with high ruffled collar and ruffled-elbow length sleeves.
Those, I believe, were the "odd" things that got past her. I learned
how to choose in line with her tastes for most things--it made life easier.
Ice Princess
I've really *got* to get my "evolution of a goth" page done...
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Astraea
> your own?
>
I loved the color red, still do actually. I turned my nose at pink,
yuck. I was always dressed in jeans or overalls with Rainbow Brite t-
shirts or Sesame Street stuff. I remember this Transformers t-shirt that
I had, I loved that thing. I had this little pair of leather mary-janes
that I adored. I wore them and wore them, my mom probably bought me
three pairs of those. I still love mary-janes, but I haven't been able
to find any that I like. Never had a morning fight over clothes, I had
to pick them out the night before. The first piece of clothing I bought
on my own was a black chenille sweater at the JCPenny Outlet store.
I am a huge anime fan and I like Hot Topic for their t-shirts, anime
stuff all over. I think the cartoons I watched and the toys I played
with have a big effect on me now. I still love jewel tones and anything
with cartoon characters that I like. I even go through the Barbie stuff
at Wal-Mart and oogle at the cool clothes. Ok, I'm rambling...
a.
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Duo Maxwell taught me that black is not
a fashion statement, it's a way of life.
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>In article <95tguq$2ss$1...@nnrp1.deja.com>,
> seli...@my-deja.com wrote:
>
>> How were you dressed when you were small and how does it affect the
>> fashion choices that you make now?
I know, I already answered this one once. But now that I'm *off* the Evil
Cough Medicine That Turned My Brain To Mush <tm>, I remembered something.
When I was 6, I asked to get my ears pierced. My dad refused, on the
grounds that I would "look like a Gypsy." (*I* didn't see why this would be
a bad thing....) I was told that I could get them pierced for my Bat
Mitzvah (around age 12).
At age 12, I finally got my ears pierced.
I think they thought I'd forget about it. ;)
Freshman year of college, I got a second set of holes put in my earlobes. A
year later, 2 days before starting my sophomore year of college, I got a
third set. When I was in England, I got my navel pierced, a 21st birthday
gift from my then-partner. Last August, a couple months after breaking up
with said partner, I got my nostril pierced.
There seems to be a pattern here. Every time I feel like making a point
about my independence, I get something pierced. (Erm, no pun intended.)
The other thing I remember is that my mom really liked to buy things on
sale. Regardless of whether I actually liked the item. Every so often, I
catch myself looking at something on sale, considering buying it, and
realizing that it doesn't really fit properly, or I just don't *like* it,
and have to remind myself that just because it's a good price doesn't mean
it's a good purchase.
--Bex
Heidi Evans
First, a western phase in which I wore
>cowboy boots and western style shirts with my jeans. (This was an
extension
>of my horse mania.)
I did that, too, come to think of it---when I was about 8 or so. I also
remember going through a 50s retro phase from about 10-12. I had a
below-the-knee denim circle skirt paired with a red sweater and saddle
shoes. I also tried to look like a 50s *guy* sometimes, too.
Heidi Evans
>I've *always* hated orange, and to a lesser extent yellow. My favourite was
>red, my mum used to plait red ribbons into my hair on the way to school.
Yeah, I often wonder why there ARE man-made things that are orange. Ick.
The only exception is that sometimes it looks good with purple, which sounds
like it should be awful but paradoxically isn't. I think I hate yellow
mostly because I was always sick as a child (I think I ruined more clothes
by vomiting on them than I outgrew), I still AM sick often, and yellow to me
is the color of vomit and infected sinus drainage. But I get very
depressed when surrounded by yellow. The yellow-ish sunsets that happen in
winter and early spring make me feel physcially ill.
Angel Dust
> And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
<snip>
>
> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
> Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
> fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
> your own?
>
hmm. I remember insisting on wearing shorts underneath dresses in
kindergarten and first grade, due to a rumour of something called 'friday
flip-up day' that they boys liked to threaten with. I had a red polyester
crepe material dress with a multicoloured neck scarf when i was 5
(1978-79) that I loved very much and referred to as my 'secretary dress'.
I felt so grown up in it. I also remember a periwinkle blue summer shorty
outfit in particular, as it was what I was wearing when I managed to get
my butt length hair caught in my Big Wheel. I was four. And I remember
what I wore to the beauty parlour the next day to have my hair chopped
off. A yellow dress with a black velvet ribbon sash. I looked like a boy
for the next ten years. Maybe that's why I don't like yellow very much.
:(
I remember a white blouse and blue knickerbockers for the first day of
third grade. I remember pleather parachute pants, a pale pink polo shirt,
and a black Members Only jacket for the first day of fifth grade. A white
embroidered chiffon dress with a lavender satin sash for fifth grade
graduation.
Junior high school- started being myself and thrift store hunting. I wore
a skirt exactly once during 6th grade. Lots of jeans. 7th and 8th grade
I started branching out into more vintage styles. 8th grade was the best
then, as I found old 50's prom dresses at the thrift store (they weren't
the Next Big Thing yet, and still very cheap at the time), and I'd wear
them to school with black tights and chucks. The first thing I remember
buying for myself is a cream coloured 50's cocktail dress with a full
skirt. it had an awful stain on the bodice, but I wore it with a sweater.
I got this dress for a buck at the local thrift store. I wish I still had
it. :/ For my 14th birthday, my parents scraped up the money and bought
me a red crinoline. I had a serious Cyndi Lauper fan thing going on. I
still have that crinoline. :>
I don't really know what influenced me per se, I'd guess wanting to dress
unlike my parents and the rest of my family, etc. I will say that Annie
Pott's outfits in _Pretty in Pink_ were an early influence.
this is a fun poll!
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Rachel
I talked to a five year old girl while waiting on her mother the other
day at work...she was wearing a little purple velvet dress, purple socks
and black patent mary janes. I exclaimed that I loved her outfit, and
she said "thanks, but black is my favorite color!" I wanted to pick her
up and steal her! I exclaimed, "me, too!!!" It was sooooooo cute.
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<serpen...@tinyonline.co.uk> wrote:
>I've *always* hated orange, and to a lesser extent yellow.
I agree! Orange is dreadful!
When I was about 13 my grandmother (who I rarely saw) and my aunt
visited from italy. They brought me as a gift a horrible frilly
blouse with two african violets silkscreened on the front and the
words "African Vacation". In addition to this abomination of a shirt
was orange fabric from which they together made a pleated knee length
skirt. I *knew* that I HAD to act enthused about it and I was dying
inside knowing that I was going to have to wear the outfit.
I pleaded with my mother but there would be argument about it -- (this
was my father's mom and sister, BTW)
The outfit was made, I had to wear it to another aunt's house where
there were a TON of visitors including cousins and their friends. I
was in agonizing hell -- the other kids made fun of me and when I
announced to them that I was wearing the outfit cuz I HAD to, I got in
the worst shit from my father that I had in weeks... or months.
How shitty is that, eh? I was 13 fer crissakes and I was dressed like
a three year old with no bloody taste!!
I remain sacrred from this incident. there is no denying that it
happened but I must move on.
KAR5058
<< hmm. I remember insisting on wearing shorts underneath dresses in
kindergarten and first grade, due to a rumour of something called 'friday
flip-up day' that they boys liked to threaten with. >>
Curious, since I've seen 3 or so posts about this
"Friday Flip-up day". What region are you in?
We never had that at my schools in NJ.
Sounds dreadful!
Kar
"You cannot make yourself feel something
you do not feel, but you can make yourself do right
in spite of your feelings."--Pearl S. Buck
iphigenia
: Angel Dust wrote:
:
: << hmm. I remember insisting on wearing shorts underneath dresses in
: kindergarten and first grade, due to a rumour of something called 'friday
: flip-up day' that they boys liked to threaten with. >>
:
: Curious, since I've seen 3 or so posts about this
: "Friday Flip-up day". What region are you in?
: We never had that at my schools in NJ.
: Sounds dreadful!
We had it (or at least it was rumored strongly enough that I never wore
skirts that day) in my elementary school in Washington state.
I've been wondering since reading this thread, does that sort of thing still
go on? You'd think in today's atmosphere, any flipping-up would be met with
at least a few angry parents crying sexual assault.
--
iphigenia
be my voice in my midnight meditation...
when I wake, be my heart's flotation.
KAR5058
<< We had it (or at least it was rumored strongly enough that I never wore
skirts that day) in my elementary school in Washington state.
I've been wondering since reading this thread, does that sort of thing still
go on? You'd think in today's atmosphere, any flipping-up would be met with
at least a few angry parents crying sexual assault.
>>
I snipped quite a bit from my earlier question about
Friday flip up day before hitting 'send'. Too ranty.
I agree this type of thing, be it a myth or whatever-
-should- not be still in practice today, what with
harrassment suits being big in news over the past 10
years or so; but the reality is that it does.
Here in NYC every year the week the public pools open,
it's only a few days before the first
"girl groped in pool" story
makes the afternoon news on TV. :/
If such a thing had been practiced at my school I'd
have petitioned my parents to send me to
an all-girls' school.
kelly
>
>hmm. I remember insisting on wearing shorts underneath dresses in
>kindergarten and first grade, due to a rumour of something called
>'friday flip-up day' that they boys liked to threaten with.
I never really had "school clothes" when I was young, since I went to a
Catholic school and had to wear the traditional plad jumper and peter-
pan collar shirt every day.
However, I did wear shorts under my jumpers almost every day for
years. In part, because boys _did_ flip up girls skirts on occasion,
and also because I wanted to be able to run around with my friends at
recess without worrying about my skirt flying up.
It was pretty tough to actually establish any sort of style there. I
remember I loved socks with lace on them (only the fifth through 8th
graders were allowed to wear nylons), and people always commented on my
hair, which was hip length then. (it is about wasit-length now)
However, I remember a few things from what I wore when I wasn't at
school.
For some reason I _hated_ denim. The only jeans I would wear were jean
skirts. I had a shirt with giant novelty buttons on it I loved. My
mother would try to dress me and my sister, who is three years younger,
alike all the time, which I hated. I never understood how people would
ask if we were twins, either. I was still taller than her at that
point (she's now 5'6" to my 5'2"), and she has blue eyes, dark brown
hair and olive skin to my hazel-green eyes, light brown hair and fair
skin.
I remember seeing this skirt, when I was out with my mother, that she
refused to buy me. It was a black circle skirt, with a thick black
elastic waist, and suspenders (hey, it was 1987 or so!)... heh, I
think if I found that skirt today, I would still wear it.
When I was a little older, about 10 or 11, I switched to a public
middle school. Since I'm the oldest, my mother had no expierence in
shopping for school clothes. As a result, I looked a bit odd for the
first few months- like an overgrown 8 year old. Since it was an upper-
middle class suburban school, and my family was anything _but_ upper
middle class, I never did look quite like the other people I went to
school with. I remember everyone shopping at the Merry-go-round and
wearing IOU sweatshirts all the time, which I never really got into.
It was around that time when I started dressing mostly in black, which
has pretty much contnued until now. In high school I started hunting
thrift shops and wearing some more color, I've had a brief all-green
phase, an infatuiation with plad, and a few other odd quirks in the
meantime, but today, for the most part, my wardrobe is primarily black.
...kelly
I DISAGREE! I can handle it!! I am unique...
for I have a different stomach for cake and ice cream!
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KAR5058
<<
When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate? >>
As a kid I loved, loved, loved turquoise and lavender.
I also enjoyed jewel tones, and velour anything.
I didn't own anything black until Jr. high.
<< Were you dressed different from other kids? >>
Totally. My mother really enjoyed dressing me up in
layered looks, matching everything together the night
before and hanging my clothes up on the door to my
bedroom closet. Grades K thru 2 weren't so bad,
basically a nice dress and tights, and these horrible
corrective shoes by Fleet that I used to try and hide
from her by burying them in the closet or under my bed. Play clothes were
Health-Tex shirts and pants,
flares mostly, and navy blue Keds sneakers.
The late seventies-'81 were the worst. She got into
earth tones, and matched 2 and 3 piece polyester
outfits that set me apart from the rest of the kids;
who were at the time into Jordache, Izod and OshKosh.
Hairbands. I had about 20 different colored Alice
headbands made from stretchy, spongy polyester.
The bully kids used to pull them down over my eyes.
<< Did you have early morning
fights about clothes? >>
I only remember bawling over a few things, the shoes
and a couple itchy wool sweaters. And a Wedgwood
blue suede coat with a sheepskin-lined hood and wood
toggle buttons. She loved it, but I thought it was
horrible. Oh, and of COURSE the time she sent me to
school in my Brownie uniform for class pictures! >:P
<< What was the first thing you remember buying on
your own? >>
I clearly remember this. I was in the third grade, and
mom allowed me to buy turquoise parachute pants, a
turquoise velour pullover, and a pair of bright gold
BonJour pants that had straps and buttons on the
ankles. Nikes! I remember buying lavender Nikes
in the fourth grade... I was tired of getting sh*t from
the sixth graders every single day about my retarded
Keds. Now they're trendy. Bastards...
<<
And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now? >>
Living through the first round of 70's fash I have NO
desire to put any of that stuff on again.
I won't wear those headbands anymore, except
when I'm applying my makeup. Never wear them out.
Keds - gave 'em up 2 decades ago and never looked back.
In Jr. high wearing ripped jeans and black tops became
my standard garb; losing my mom kind of left me
stuck not knowing how to dress myself, and the black
became armor against the constantly changing and
enigmatic rules of suburban preppy fashion.
I've stuck with what I know I do well.
Being a girlie gal I prefer to wear skirts, I own maybe
one pair of pants that aren't denim!
Kar
"I avoid looking forward and backward, and
try to keep looking upward."--Charlotte Bronte
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iphigenia wrote in message <1Zhh6.23816$v.14...@typhoon.nyroc.rr.com>...
>"KAR5058" <kar...@aol.com> wrote...
>: Angel Dust wrote:
>:
>: << hmm. I remember insisting on wearing shorts underneath dresses in
>: kindergarten and first grade, due to a rumour of something called 'friday
>: flip-up day' that they boys liked to threaten with. >>
>:
>: Curious, since I've seen 3 or so posts about this
>: "Friday Flip-up day". What region are you in?
>: We never had that at my schools in NJ.
>: Sounds dreadful!
>:
>
>We had it (or at least it was rumored strongly enough that I never wore
>skirts that day) in my elementary school in Washington state.
>
>I've been wondering since reading this thread, does that sort of thing
still
>go on? You'd think in today's atmosphere, any flipping-up would be met with
>at least a few angry parents crying sexual assault.
>
At the beginning of each school year, we always got a booklet from the
school listing school policies and such. I remember there was a paragraph
or two about appropriate clothing (mostly relating to gym class), and that
if girls wore dresses or skirts to school, they ought to wear pants or
shorts underneath so that they would be comfortable playing during recess.
I suspect the idea of "Friday Flip-Ups" was the unspoken reason for that
little bit of advice.
-- Bex
Yo, que me figuraba el Paraiso
Bajo la especie de una biblioteca.
(I, who had always thought of Paradise in form and image as a library.)
~J.L. Borges, "Poema de los dones"
Salomč
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:When I was 6, I asked to get my ears pierced. My dad refused, on the
:grounds that I would "look like a Gypsy." (*I* didn't see why this would
be
:a bad thing....) I was told that I could get them pierced for my Bat
:Mitzvah (around age 12).
:
:At age 12, I finally got my ears pierced.
:
:I think they thought I'd forget about it. ;)
heh...kinda like my mom said I couldn't dye my hair black or red until I was
18 ( I could dye it any other *natural* color before that..even eggplant.
:::shrug::) so on my 18th birthday, i dyed it red. a week later, i dyed it
black. mom thought I would get over it.
funnily, now (at 27) its both red AND black. and my mom thinks its purty...
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:<seli...@my-deja.com> wrote in message news:95tguq$2ss$1...@nnrp1.deja.com...
:> And how does it affect the fashion choices that you make now?
:*snip*
:
:> When you were small, what color did you love, what color did you hate?
:> Were you dressed different from other kids? Did you have early morning
:> fights about clothes? What was the first thing you remember buying on
:> your own?
:
I started picking my own outfits at the age of 15 months. much to my
mothers chagrin. she'd have to hold me up to my closet, and I'd pick stuff
out. Even if it didn't match, she'd have to put it on me or I'd throw a
shitfit. I threw lots of shitfits as a kid. Spoiled brat, moi?
Then, at about 3, I was girly-girl girly, and I began worshipping Holly
Hobbie. To the point that I dressed like her. I have pictures to prove it.
I mean, it was cute and all, but I was a dork.
Oh, and underneath my Holly Hobbie get-up, i wore WonderWoman underroos
exclusively. When I got bored of being Holly, I'd take off my clothes and
run around in my undies. and it was okay.
then i went through my tomboy phase, and my "awkward" phase lasted from, oh,
3rd grade to 10th grade. I wish not to discuss it. :)
my junior and senior year, I was cute as hell, but thats just my opinion.
Damn, I miss those days..
I still kinda incorporate some of my HS dress, a bit, but not much. I'm
back into my girly girl stuff. Except I don't dress like Holly Hobbie.
The first thing I remember buying is. Hm. Oh! A New Order T-shirt. with
a neon colored american flag. Oh, and a purple dress.
Fireraven9
shorts and sleeveless blouses in various colors in summer (in Florida) and long
sleeve blouses and sweaters with skirts in winter. I did have some velvet
clothing that I loved ... even some black velvet - a Wednesday Dress of sorts.
I had those panties covered with rows of ruffles also. Also a lot of dress-up
clothes and I had Troll dolls (orange or black hair) and Barbie dolls and I
learned to sew costumes for them - lots of sequins. I had things to make
jewelry from (kits with rhinestones and "sea gems" even) and I was given some
old costume jewelry (blue stone bracelet with filigree bezel settings and a
copper flower bracelet with green stones in the center of each flower) that I
wore to death. I wish I had some of it now .... I would do a wax mold and have
more cast just like it! My room was decorated in Red and Pink ... I think that
was mom's idea. I liked red though ... I wanted red hair ... real red ... not
brown that bleached to reddish strawberry blond in the Florida sun. Mom let me
"dye" it once (with a temp rinse) when I was about 9 or 10. I was not thrilled
because it was not red enough! About that time I became fond of darker colors
and blues, greens and aquas and had my room done with those colors. At that age
she wanted me to start wearing more adult clothing (what the heck did I need a
girdle for? I was not heavy - the girdle did not last long) ... she had color
favorites lime green, avocado green, mustard gold, brick red-brown, saffron
yellow, navy, white and some black ... these colors were also "in" with the
Artsy/Architect crowd and both my parents were architects. Those colors also
looked good on her (not black - but we had black carpet in the living room) and
she thought they would look good on me - they did not for the most part. I am
just now learning that yellow can be nice (daffodils and sunflowers) and I I
can enjoy it cause I do not have to WEAR it! I still love green - but I will
not wear too much lime near my face. At that time I progressed to making my own
clothes and I got to make some rather interesting things. Mod clothing was new
(twiggy - and Jeannie Shrimpton - much later I copied her hair with a perm) and
I had white boots (at 11 and 12) - black boots would come later. I had dresses
that were like a Mondrian painting ... black stripes sectioned off the front of
the white dress and colors (blue, yellow, red) or white filled in the squares.
I had a black fake fur bed spread that I loved to death. I had a furry tiger
stripe skirt and short cape that I wore with a black turtleneck and black boots
that I loved also. There was a dress in 3 sections of suede cloth in orange,
fuchsia and purple. A navy sheath (my main style then) with little green
flowers and navy fishnets with the black boots. I had a Sassoon slant haircut
then (short in back - hanging down to my chin in front on one side only, the
other was short) ... everyone wore "Villager" (like the gap or old navy is now)
blouses and skirts. I got exposed to the Opera House at the Ringling Art Museum
at this time and discovered historical costume. Later came empire styled
dresses with puffy sleeves (short or long) and gathered at the waist and neck
with elastic. These were in dark (black with blue was my favorite) colors with
tiny print. She still bought me "normal clothes" but sometimes she would let me
have stuff like a fake leather skirt and vest (brown - there was no black) and
I had my jeans then also. I moved a bit while all this was going on. By the end
of the 60s and into the 70s I had some medieval style clothes with a laceup
waist cincher in gray suede cloth and for many years I always had some kind of
cincher belt around. In 1970 the schools did not allow pants or jeans and some
of us wore skirts with pants under them. They were pretty strict about strange
make up also. I sometimes did my hair (shag cut sort of) with pincurls and
gelatin (like Ultraviolet - Andy Warhol model) and it was pretty punk. I did
like liner and I did strange things with glitter once I was out of school. I
bought vintage clothes and made cloaks. I was really happy when I first saw
deep blue nail polish (mid 70s) and then I saw black polish!!! Along with deep
Ruby and silver they were my basic nail wardrobe. I found that a buckle on
choke collar (for dogs) made a nice necklace. There was not much "goth" stuff
then - no one used that word in common speech. New Wave music was on the rise
... so was punk - but Lou Reed had been around forever ... so it was not all
that new. I hated disco ... and most of the clothes. I moved out to New Mexico
in 1976. I could go on ... but I would have to say that what I wore as a kid
did make a difference. I was given some freedoms and later I took liberties as
I saw fit.
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pixie
<faeri...@qwSPIFFYSPAMTRAPest.net> wrote:
>heh...kinda like my mom said I couldn't dye my hair black or red until I was
>18 ( I could dye it any other *natural* color before that..even eggplant.
>:::shrug::) so on my 18th birthday, i dyed it red. a week later, i dyed it
>black. mom thought I would get over it.
>
>funnily, now (at 27) its both red AND black. and my mom thinks its purty...
The first time I dyed my hair, I just did it. MY friend took me down
in the basement, while his mom and my mom were outside talking, and
when they came to see what he and I were up to, they found a huge pile
of hair on the floor, and me, with ear-length black hair.
I don't know who wanted to kill him more: my mother or his!
My mom did everything she could to make me hate the black hair. She
even told me I looked like relatives of mine who were really mean to
me and my sisters. But I liked it. It was just Manic Panic, so it
washed out, and i was told no hair dye until I moved out.
I spent the ages 16-19 using kool aid, food colouring, markers...
anything I could to try and dye my hair.
When I moved out, I neglected to tell my mother I had bleached my hair
and dyed it flamingo pink. She loves telling the story of how, when
she picked me up at the train station when I went home to visit, she
said aloud, "Oh, god, I feel sorry for that freak's mother!" Tee hee.
The only hair she's liked on me since was, oddly, when my hair was
navy blue and plum. I have no idea why.
pixie, who doesn't know what her natural hair colour is anymore, and
doesn't *want* to know.
"why won't it snow... just like they said it would
what is it that they know... that i really should?" ~jj72
kendy
When I was really young (middle school) I remember hating dresses/skirts. I
don't really remember where I got my clothing from. My mom was/is a yard
sale/thrift lover so I know some of my clothing had to come from those places.
I do remember I loved a neon dinosaur shirt I had. I also remember being forced
into a dress for family photos.
Middle school/early teens I dressed in a lot of dark colors, mostly overalls
with tiny shirts, lots of jewelry, big chola hair and converse sneakers. I
started shaving my brows at 13 and I think I was the only one doing this. I
wore alot of black eye liner & dark lipstick. I think the old school chola look
goes with goth.
I remember getting in trouble for wearing t short or tops and shirts back then.
At 13 I looked more like 18 and was getting into bars & clubs.
High school was when I stopped hangin' out with the gangs and started playing
with styles. I still wore lots of jewlery, hair things (incl. a princess tiara)
started wearing glitter, my hair in pig tails or buns and different color
lipstick. I started loving velvety clothing more and pvc.
Now I will not wear pants unless they are pj pants and that is to bed, I will
not go through a bottle of aresol <sp?> hairspray in a week and I do not wear
sneakers.
Things I have kept over the years is a love for odd jewlery, homies shirts,
shaved eyebrows, black eyliner.
the gothic princess<kendy>
***************************************
"Society loves to pigeonhole people,
and I am into breaking stereotypes." -Pink
Salomè, the beautiful faerie queen
<snip>
:I spent the ages 16-19 using kool aid, food colouring, markers...
:anything I could to try and dye my hair.
When I was in beauty school, I used to have all sorts of fun with food
colouring. My mom had the powdered kind, which I made my own lipsticks with
(bought a cheap tube of red lipstick for 69 cents, and doctored it up till I
had my deep purty red) and added it to my gel to give my hair some
highlights. the homemade lipsticks impressed my instructors. They thought
I was so imaginative.
Hm, I should do that again. Now that I'm older, I'm still as broke as I
used to be (if not MORE so), but I seem to find it within my budget to buy
Chanel "Very Vamp" every couple months. My priorities are a bit screwed,
eh?
But the color I used to make was just like Very Vamp. Only much much
cheaper, and lasted on my lips much longer.
Anyway.
--
The Other Salomè
Jodi
My primary school did not even try to cover up their aim of making
clones of us. It was a very small school staffed entirely by
post-menopausal women.
Not surprisingly, my life's ambition of Getting the Hell Out of
Saskatchewan was formed at about the age of 6 as well...
Jodi
Jodi
>When I was 6, I asked to get my ears pierced. My dad refused, on the
>grounds that I would "look like a Gypsy."
I wasn't allowed to have pierced ears because "it's not practical and
you'd have to look after them but you wouldn't".
>(*I* didn't see why this would be
>a bad thing....) I was told that I could get them pierced for my Bat
>Mitzvah (around age 12).
>
>At age 12, I finally got my ears pierced.
I think I was about 13 or 14 when my mother finally gave in. Then she
relentlessly policed what earrings I wore - only tiny "polite" studs
allowed. Yes I changed my earrings when I got to school every day. Had
to keep them in my locker, because my mother routinely searched my room
at home.
>I think they thought I'd forget about it. ;)
Having pierced ears to my family was something "other people" (as
opposed to "real people") do. Ditto anything to do with fashion and
wearing makeup, etc. Which is why I grew up with zero ideas about any
of the above.
Jodi
Bunny
wrote:
>On Fri, 9 Feb 2001 22:13:16 -0600, poster girl with no poster wrote:
>
>>When I was 6, I asked to get my ears pierced. My dad refused, on the
>>grounds that I would "look like a Gypsy."
>
>I wasn't allowed to have pierced ears because "it's not practical and
>you'd have to look after them but you wouldn't".
>
My Oma took me to the mall when i was 7, before we went to visit my
mom at her work for lunch and got my ears pierced. My mother was a
little shocked, because she had no idea my Oma would do that (she does
stuff like that a lot ^_^) I think my mother wanted me to wait a few
years...
anyways, the piercing closed ....2ce...so I yearly went to re-open
them...3rd try was the charm...my second holes, OTH, closed after 3
yars, and Ive yet to reopen them v_v*
Forgive the rambling...
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Angel Dust
> Angel Dust wrote:
>
> << hmm. I remember insisting on wearing shorts underneath dresses in
> kindergarten and first grade, due to a rumour of something called 'friday
> flip-up day' that they boys liked to threaten with. >>
>
> Curious, since I've seen 3 or so posts about this
> "Friday Flip-up day". What region are you in?
> We never had that at my schools in NJ.
> Sounds dreadful!
don't know about the others, but I grew up in Washington state, Tacoma,
about 30 miles so. of Seattle. I also remember something about not being
permitted to play on the bars on the playground in a dress *unless* you
wore shorts beneath.
-d