Favourite or memorable clothes

Black jersey Biba maxi dress. Small buttons all the way down. Wide’ish belt with a peplum below it. Wore it with boots. In fact, lived in it. I’ve often thought of getting someone to make me another one. If it hadn’t worn out I’d still be wearing it now! Never loved any other item of clothing as much as I loved that dress but strangely can’t remember buying it or where I bought it from.

Brightly coloured leg warmers. ?

My wedding outfit - bright red mini wool dress and coat.

An outfit from Biba in Germany. Trousers and a gorgeous long line sweater.

1965 - a black and white checked pinafore, well above knees though not quite mini, worn with white polo-neck sweater and black lacy stockings. I was a probationary teacher and got some 'interesting' comments from 6th form boys.

Jaxjacky

Crushed velvet loons in beige and a red Afghan coat, I’d coveted such a coat for months. My boyfriend bought it as a Christmas present, my Mum always insisted it smelled of goats!

When I first clapped eyes on DH in 1974, he was sporting an Afghan coat. It must be true love, as it really did stink!

Oops, it was 1972. I might have persuaded him to ditch it by '74.

I had a navy Biba dress with white polka dots. It had the balloon sleeves and a long bow on the front. I wore it forever. I also had a wonderful Russian style Biba maxi coat with frog fastenings. Wish I'd kept it, it would have been worth a fortune now. I bought a pair of purple suede boots in the local market which I wore until I wore holes in the toes.

Actually my best value garment was a little denim skirt that I bought for 7/6 in Martin Ford. I wore it and wore it. My current favourite is a Joe Browns maxi dress that I found on eBay. Black with a pattern of green leaves. Sadly there haven't been many days I could wear it this summer.

Hetty58, I lived on the coast and my friends and I would stand in the sea while (we hoped) our jeans were shrinking to fit. We'd get old ladies shouting over to us that we'd have arthritis when we got to their age - happily, I have not, but we must have been blooming cold up on the North East coast!

Favourite clothes that come to mind are my purple panne velvet hotpants, the red/yellow/blue suede platform shoes with ankle straps, and a denim mini skirt that was knee length before I chopped a foot off it (usually twinned with a pink ribbed crop top). Also, a mini fun fur (I'd really wanted one of those thick serge maxi coats from the Army & Navy Stores, but DM put her foot down) and a dark green maxi skirt with tiny metal buttons all the way up the front, worn with a navy silk blouse with pintucks and huge balloon sleeves that I'd cut down from a Victorian dress.

Purple hot pants worn with white patent leather platform boots
Tent dresses
Green maxi coat with fur collar and cuffs
Navy mini skirt worn with a bright yellow lace top

A pair of Levi jeans bought from their factory shop in Texas when I was 20 and stick thin. I shrank them by wearing them in the hotel bath and had pins and needles in my crutch all the next day. I thought they looked wonderful even if they were agony!

My monochrome twiggy dress very short white background and big black circles, and my chain belt

A grey suede, full length, double breasted, suede coat, without a collar and with a sash belt, worn with a white Cossack hat and long leather boots. I saved and saved for them, but it was worth it for the million dollar feeling, and the satisfaction that it was they were the first big purchases I made after I left college and started working.

I had a pair of knee high platform boots in white. I loved them - until the day I wore them to work and someone in the office said I looked as though I had broken my legs and they were in Plaster of Paris!

In the 70’s Carmen “Made in Heaven” wide jeans, and
Trevira two-tone Oxford Bags trousers with turnups.
The wider, the better!

I loved my lemon hotpants really short with bib and braces.
I also had a yellow wool maxi skirt and lots of smock tops. I did have a thing about yellow though

A teal camisole corset top that wasn't Madonnaesque until I poured my big boobs into it. Got fed up with builders comments eventually and stopped wearing it.

Gorgeous lilac heavy silk suit, very Sloany, given that I lived just off Sloane Square. I made it myself, based on one I saw at a St. Martin's fashion show. Worn with fabulous plum stilettos bought on The Kings Road.

Vintage 50s strapless purple satin and velvet ballgown with a tiny waist.

I had an amazing wardrobe.

I was 14 when mum bought my first "teenage" outfit. I'd previously worn dresses and cardigans. She bought me black jeans and a purple skinny rib jumper. I put them on and stared at myself in the mirror. I hadn't realised what I good figure I'd been hiding. I went straight to my friend's house and felt like a million dollars.

A rather simple white t-shirt with 3/4 sleeves and a boat neck. It was lifted above the average by two inset vertical ruched bands, each about 2" and about 4" from centre front. I got in in 1976-ish, and passed it on to my daughter in 2004 - and it looked good on her too. Sadly the material gave up the ghost a few wears later.

My stilettos in the 80s. I worked in a shoe shop and had every colour in them, neon pink, electric blue, bright yellow and of course white ones. I squeezed my poor feet into them, they were so pointed at the front. I'm paying for it now though....

Jaxjacky

Crushed velvet loons in beige and a red Afghan coat, I’d coveted such a coat for months. My boyfriend bought it as a Christmas present, my Mum always insisted it smelled of goats!

I had an Afghan coat too! Mine stank - my mum used to say it smelled like a yak and had fleas. But I loved it!

Anything corduroy. At one stage, in the 60's, I had a green corduroy mini skirt, green corduroy shirt, beige elephant corduroy shoes(!) and a beige corduroy hand bag... I drew the line at a corduroy Baker Boy hat, though. Corduroy has started coming back recently, much to my delight, but it has been virtually unobtainable for a couple of decades, except in charity shops. I was furious when I went to try on a pink corduroy trouser suit in Marks and Spencers while visiting from the remote island where I live; only to be told it was only available in their 'high end' branches - Oxford Street in London etc. Glad to see trouser suits back too as I had a mustard gold 3 piece - Jacket and trousers/mini skirt (interchangeable). People used to cross the street to admire it. I have to admit, I was not offended by the attention.... Should I have been..?

I remember being in London with my family as a child.
My Dad took us along to Soho and I found some amazing,high platform shoes,very trendy,or so I thought. Black lace ups with a white platform. Loved them.
They didn’t do well when I decided to wear them on a first date to a scrambling event. It was a nightmare walking over the muddy tracks and falling down the holes in the bumpy ground.
Needless to say I didn’t get asked out on a second date!!

Psychedelic tent dress, mini length, A shaped with A shaped long sleeves. I must have looked horrendous but I thought it was high fashion.

In 1968 when C&A opened in our town, my mum bought me a lovely pale green mini skirt with whirls of flowers on it and a wide white belt. I absolutely thought I looked the business until, as I was lying on the grass in the front garden one day, two women walked past and tutted, saying loudly “Just look at that” and “Who does she think she is?” I was then at a very awkward age and that comment haunted me for years, making me terribly self conscious and shy.