Being a kid in the 1970′s was great!
You could go to school, dressed like a Pimp…. and no one would even glance your way.
In the 70′s, as far the fashion world was concerned, you could do no wrong.
Want to wear a lime green suit with brown shoes and a purple fedora with a 10′ long ostrich feather sticking out of it? No problem. The only problem would be that 6 other Fifth graders would probably be wearing the same outfit that day at school…
I am pushing 45yrs old. Even today, I cannot go into MY closet, pick out clothes, put them on, and then emerge without my wife jumping in front of me screaming “Where are you going dressed like that??!!!!”..”You cannot go out with THAT shirt if you are going to wear THOSE pants!!!” “Did your Mother not teach you anything about color coordination?”
No dear, she did not.
When I was a kid, I would blindly reach into my closet, grab whatever shirt was hanging there, would pull on a pair of pants, two miss-matched socks, my shoes, and would head out the door with my parents not saying a word to me about what I was wearing.
A bright yellow Welcome Back Kotter Sweathogs T-shirt, with a pair of brown corduroy pants, one blue sock, one gray sock, and a pair of old high-top basketball shoes, and I was good to go….
I’m sure Color-Blind people loved growing up in the 70′s.
I used to love watching “That 70′s Show” on TV. I could sit there and on virtually every episode I could say “I used to have that shirt!”, “I used to have those Bell-Bottoms”, “I used to have those Fonzie Pajamas!”.
I graduated from High School in 1983. The fashion carefree attitude of the 70′s was still lapping over into the early 80′s. I graduated wearing white pants, a baby blue shirt, brown tie, brown shoes, and best of all….everything was covered by my bright green graduation gown.
Today’s fashion police would have shot me dead on the spot!
