My mother always stressed accessories in dressing. Me, I wanted to be DOING
something, not fussing with finding the perfect earrings (which always fell
out) or the best necklace (which banged against things when I played). The
worst, of course, was when she criticized my footwear. I was a sneaker girl.
Actually, I didn’t mind nice shoes. A good pair of heels could give me a lift.
But I HATED pantyhose. And since every good girl (in my mother’s mind) wore
nylon stockings with her shoes, I became all about the sneakers. She allowed me
to wear footies with athletic wear. (Remember footies? Cotton socks with little
balls on the end or low socks that weren’t even seen beneath your Keds? Much
better than pantyhose!)
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Remember the long brown cotton stockings???? Held up by a "garter belt??? We use to roll them down to just the tops of our shoes. Sometimes we hid them in a secret box on the way to school so we wouldn't have to wear the ugly things. One time my mom found them, boy we really got into trouble then.
(Nyla Thompson 10:56pm March 24, 2008)
My mom still says you aren't properly dressed up without panty house. I can't stand them either and am more comfortable in my crocs. Ugly but comfortable. I remember garter belts and thigh high nylons hooked to the garter belt and starched crinoines under full skirts. It is scary to look back.
(Mary Branham 3:04pm April 7, 2008)
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