I count myself as very lucky because I started the 60's as a rocker in full skirts, starched petticoats, stockings + suspenders and 5" heels, went on into mod gear, usually trousers & tunics rather than mini, mini skirts (fat legs) and finished the decade as a hippy - long floaty dresses which doubled as nighties.
I had an 'outfit' comprising a woollen Black Watch Tartan, short skirt and cape suit, natural Aran sweater, with matching mitts and tammy, thick dark navy tights and kitten heeled, black patent and Black Watch tartan shoes. I THOUGHT I was the bees knees but must have looked like a reject from a tatty souvenir shop
. Also remember a loose weave, long camel coat which had served me well until I wore it during a very wet long weekend in Edinburgh at the festival. It absorbed every drop of rain and grew longer and longer until it was trailing on the ground like Peter Pan's shadow. Eventually, I had to dump it in a bin and buy myself a £1 plastic anorak. 