The Photo I Wish I Had
Woman in the Middle | December 31, 2014When I was in third grade I was a pudgy thing, with a body the shape of a barrel. It was 1970 and all those things we think of as being from the 1960s were just getting started in 1970. One of the things that was totally in were boots, go-go boots as we liked to call them. My mom, who didn’t tend to buy me extra pairs of shoes, finally listened to my pleas and bought me a pair of shiny black go go boots, with healsno less, made of only the finest vinyl I am sure. I loved those boots. I remember one of the girls in my class complementing me on them the first time I wore them to school. That was not something that had ever happened to me before. That may just be when my lifelong love of shoes began….
I loved to pair those boots with my fake leather mini dress with chain belt. Yes, we really knew how to rock clothes made from petroleum back in the day! It was brown, because it was trying to actually look like leather, and failing miserably. But when I had my go go boots on with my fake leather dress and its chain belt, gosh I felt like a nine-year-old version of hot stuff. The world was my oyster in that outfit! Oh how I wish I had a photo of my pudgy self rocking my mini and my boots . It the only outfit I really remember from my childhood, the perfect outfit that stands out in my mind.
What photo of you do you wish you had?
I wish there was a photo of me when I was born but alas there is none if I could go back in time I would take a photo of myself just after I was born so I could have it
I only have a few taken of me before I was one. For whatever reason my parents were just not in to taking photos.
I wish I still had a photo of me that I used to have from my honeymoon. I was in a red tank and khaki shorts, and I think I looked the best I have ever looked; I regret not taking it with me when I got divorced.
What a wonderful memory you have of perfection in your go go boots and faux leather outfit! My favorite picture would be of a brown dress too. It was the smallest I had ever been in my teen life… and I felt absolutely beautiful, tiny, winsome and glamorous in it. It was a Size 11 form fitting sheath dress never to be forgotten. Thanks for the memories!
Why is it we never seem to have a photo of that time we felt so good in an outfit, what ever age we were?