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Saturday, April 28, 2012

Poodle Skirts and Jukebox Memories



Memories of poodle skirts ,bobby socks and jukeboxes are swirling around in my head.  Sigh...yes, I can remember wearing homemade poodle skirts with saddle shoes and bobby socks.  I always made sure my socks were rolled just so.  I felt very special.


Jukebox music was the thing in the fifties.  Forty five RPM records were the rage.  Rock 'n' Roll, Elvis Presley, Bobby Vinton, Frankie Avalon...sigh...I was in love!  I had an entire scrapbook filled with Elvis photos and articles.  I loved the sock hops at school.  Those were the days!

We had no air conditioning and we didn't seem to care.  We just adapted. 


We walked through the business district and stopped at the diner for fries and catsup before catching the school bus for home.  Sometimes we took a stroll through the Five and Dime.  We rarely spent more than fifty cents.  That was a lot back then.

It was a happy time and often sad, too.  Growing up is such a conflict of emotions.  What are your memories of school days and the way you dressed?



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18 comments:

  1. I was a teen in the 60's but grew up in the mountains of PA...so I never had the town experience. I will say that all the drugs and "free love" of the 60's bypassed me...thank goodness. No poodle skirts for me but I loved my mini-skirts! xo Diana

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    1. Diana - Oh, yeah...mini skirts! How I ever thought I looked good in them is beyond me! LOL!
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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  2. I was born in 1953, so while I do remember poodle skirts, I never actually WORE one.

    But saddle shoes - - - those I wore! Even little girls wore those with bobby socks back in the day!

    My high school days were in the late 60's and early 70's and we wore bell bottoms and tight "body shirts" that snapped at the crotch to hold them into your hip-hugger bell bottoms.

    Well - - - at least that's what we wore as soon as the schools started allowing girls to WEAR pants instead of skirts!

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    1. Keetha - You are in my Sister's generation. She wore saddle shoes, too, when she was little. I remember those body shirts, too. Not too handy when nature called!
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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  3. High school dress? Jeans, jeans, JEANS! Hip huggers, wide bell bottoms, they had to be LONG and drag on the ground, ripped, patched, and faded. And soft! I may have looked like a war refugee (much to Mother's chagrin!), but my jeans were so worn that they were, beyond a doubt, the most COMFORTABLE things I owned!

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    1. Pandy - Oh, you were such a hippie! LOL! After seeing the photo of your Mother on roller skates, I doubt she'd be chagrined at anything you did! She was/is way too cool!
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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  4. I remember all those things from my sister and cousin! For me, it was big, ripped bell bottoms, love beads and sandals. Hair was long, straight and parted in the middle. I never had a thing for drugs but tried to look stoned as often as possible. lol Peace, man!

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    1. Maureen - Funny...I bet you were the "bomb!"
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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  5. I remember the teachers would take a wooden tape measurer & measure the length of our skirts from the knee to the floor. Our skirt length could not be higher than the middle of our knees. No jeans or shorts were allowed. Teachers were allowed to discipline "bad" children...lolo Wow! Have things changed. I also remember when gas was only 29 cents & homes were the price of a car. WOW!

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    1. Marje - I remember that, too. It's a whole new world today, isn't it?
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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  6. I may email you for some 50's info. What male actor would have considered a "hunk" in the mid-50's? And, not Elvis or James Dean. I need someone else. Rock Hudson? I need someone who would have been doing movies around the time Marilyn Monroe and Elvis would have been popular. Like 55 and 56 and would be remembered today as handsome leading man. I wanted to use Paul Newman but his big movies didn't come out until 1958. I may set the story during that year.

    Also, thanks so much for buying "The Yard Sale". I hope you will enjoy it! It's not literature but just meant to be "happy".

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    1. Patricia - "The Yard Sale" was very good! I read it last night before I turned the light out!
      I'll have to put my thinking cap on to rememver a hunk in the mid-50s.
      Hugs, GeaceinAZ

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  7. Ah! I remember the days. Crinolines and gathered skirts. In Atlanta, in the 50s, we wore Levi jeans, boys, they didn't make girls then. The legs were turned up in a large, possibly four inch cuff to mid calf. One of our dad's shirts and bobby sox with capizzio (ballet shoes) rounded out the after school dress. My mom insisted that those shoes would ruin my feet. You know what? She was right. We even bought these foam roll that slipped over your socked foot and make your sock cuff look larger.
    Then came the neon colored pink and chartruse colors. I had a fushia pink bomber jacket that probably glowed in the dark.

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    1. I think is spelled the shoe incorrectly. Maybe it was Capezio, not sure. Just didn't look right before.

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    2. Me thinks me needs to go to bed. Goodnight. Hugs,

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    3. Ginger,
      Hahahaha…you have me laughing! I remember the jeans, too, and sloppy sweatshirts, Dad’s shirts and always, the bobby socks. We didn’t add anything to the roll, or wear ballerina shoes, though. Guess we weren’t as sophisticated in the Midwest!  I love those memories!
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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  8. What a fun post filled with happy memories. xo

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    1. Katherine - Those were good times for me. A mix of memories were stirred up while writing this! LOL!
      Hugs, GraceinAZ

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