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My 1970's Experience

Wearing whirls, swirls, paisley too.
A jazzy, snazzy, bell bottomed you.
Slinky hip huggers with large chunky belts in style.
White Go Go boots that never walk a country mile.

Faux fringed jackets, fake fur vests, tall high boots too.
Gypsy skirts with mismatched patterns of every hue.
Please let your belly button show, my dear.
Wear the tightest jeans to accent your rear.

As long as your jeans flare out as wide as a skirt
And drag along enticingly in Woodstock’s dirt.
Homemade embroidery on blouses, and dainty braids.
Unless you deem to do an Afro, beautifully made.

Tight mini-skirts that show off your thighs.
Nehru jackets with high necks are a prize.
Headbands made to match every outfit.
The 70’s was strutted. Don’t you doubt it!

Vietnam War in black and white, every night on TV
Burning bras seemed okay for everybody but me.
Hippies and flower children seemed pretty wild.
To me in the Midwest, pregnant with child.



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Date: 3/5/2019 4:42:00 AM
OMG! We were blessed with child at the same time of year? Difference being, I was in San Francisco right before the Summer of Love Event. I am one who still loves some of the styles you mentioned. Even had a peace symbol made of leather. Mimi skirts? Loved them for years. I came back to Chicago. Daughter born in Evanston in March. Finally got back to CA. SF was magic in 1967! Panagiota
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/5/2019 4:54:00 AM
I imagine that it was. My daughters were born in 72, 74, and 79. I was glad to squeeze one in before the 80's. I thought I was way too old at 26 and a half to have the last one. Ha!