tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post8993811917412872455..comments2024-03-29T05:29:40.734+11:00Comments on Threading My Way: Women Wearing Pants & Jeans in the 50s, 60s and 70sPam @Threading My Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15990609128028224347noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-40447449441843302912023-04-08T00:15:34.588+10:002023-04-08T00:15:34.588+10:00Thanks for this! Doing some research for a story s...Thanks for this! Doing some research for a story set in the fifties, I was wondering if my girl would wear jeans in 1956. This helped. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-46464451590763523312016-09-14T15:40:25.245+10:002016-09-14T15:40:25.245+10:00what a post!! loved watching the transition and gr...what a post!! loved watching the transition and growing up. I am from India, my mother and her generation always wore saree which is our traditional woman wear, My generation wears it for special occassions only now. Ninuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15451333726618944097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-47584164403087096122016-09-05T21:22:17.474+10:002016-09-05T21:22:17.474+10:00Oh, no - fancy having your jeans confiscated after...Oh, no - fancy having your jeans confiscated after having paid for them. And yes, I remember zips at the side - never did like them. I wore my bell bottom pants to school, too - the kids didn't bat an eyelid. I think the Principal did, though... LOL!!! Thanks for adding to the discussion, Libby.Pam @Threading My Wayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15990609128028224347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-1989808637594059142016-09-05T01:55:46.551+10:002016-09-05T01:55:46.551+10:00What a fun post. I love seeing all of the picture...What a fun post. I love seeing all of the pictures and reading the memories that go with it. Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13942853868409355316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-17996059885279556612016-09-04T08:32:48.623+10:002016-09-04T08:32:48.623+10:00I loved your trip down memory lane! I was born in...I loved your trip down memory lane! I was born in '67 and one of my most favorite outfits in the 70s was a pant and jacket light blue suit that had a braided trim on it. I can remember my grandmother calling her jeans dungarees. Sewing by Shirleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14073228812439584262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-56499882341694305732016-09-03T22:48:02.685+10:002016-09-03T22:48:02.685+10:00I love these posts! I remember my first pair of je...I love these posts! I remember my first pair of jeans, too. Fortunately my mother was a rebel who encouraged all new things. Now I'm more into the "boyfriend" jeans instead of the skinny ones. Two things I don't miss at all are the platform shoes and earth shoes. Do you remember those earth shoes? How did someone convince us that having the heel lower than the toe was a great idea? All I got was numb toes!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-11939728269555410252016-09-03T12:49:14.346+10:002016-09-03T12:49:14.346+10:00Your memories are very similar to mine. I bought m...Your memories are very similar to mine. I bought my first pair of jeans with money I had earned as a sales girl in a local Menswear Store. That didn't matter, mum still confiscated them when she found them. Nice girls did not wear jeans. Nice girls did not wear pants with zips at the front! I had the most outrageous pair of denim flairs when I first started teaching. I thought they were amazing, but, in hindsight, maybe not. Fashion is a wonderful thing, don't you think? Wouldn't it be boring if we didn't have these old photos and memories to laugh about.Libby's Lifestylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03884122961562821210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-56917943378827604552016-09-03T00:11:52.856+10:002016-09-03T00:11:52.856+10:00Beautiful pictures & family!Beautiful pictures & family!Simply Tasheenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17879737326731007400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-24392677449933073462016-09-02T23:29:30.311+10:002016-09-02T23:29:30.311+10:00I enjoyed "watching" you grow up, Pam! I...I enjoyed "watching" you grow up, Pam! I've lived in the middle of the U.S. all of my life where it's often the case that we are the last ones to pick up on the latest styles. (We don't all wear overalls, like many think.) I was born in the early 60's and remember wearing dresses to public school until 6th grade. Even then, it seemed like wearing pants was a "no-no" to school. We wore snow pants under our skirts and dresses in the winter time, but they came off when inside. Our teachers ALWAYS wore hose and heels too! I cannot even imagine that today!Kathy E.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15326822392780979118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4035755590833291625.post-22379890140637112922016-09-02T22:38:56.564+10:002016-09-02T22:38:56.564+10:00That is quite a history, brave of you to show pics...That is quite a history, brave of you to show pics of your teenage years, LOL! I miss the hats and gloves, as it was the same here. I got a new hat every Easter, and new patent leather white shoes for Sunday best growing up. We even got dressed up to go to the airport.Carole @ From My Carolina Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140514341597136944noreply@blogger.com