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Um, Those Are Your Underpants
On a lighter note today, my pal Mary just sent me this video, made eons before MTV, of Nancy Sinatra and her own 60s-era fly girls, dancing to These Boots Are Made For Walkin'.Did women really dress like this?They sure did. My mom was 63 years old the summer my sister Nan and I got married and wore two mother-of the-bride dresses so comically brief above the knee they looked like paper doll outfits.And as for the hemlines on the really young women?Well here was our rule: if your fingertips didn't brush skin when you let your hands drop down by your sides, your skirt was too long.Nan and I would come downstairs set to go out for the evening and our mother would rattle her teacup in its saucer and tremble so hard her cigarette ashed all down onto her clothes. We both remember the time she yelled "Oh the bust! Oh the hem!" (Luckily we married at 21 and 23, young enough so there were no consequences to be paid for going about all tarted up like that.) Yikes~!Anyway this is me before the Ivy Day Parade at Smith College.I dressed this way for a ceremony! On Commencement weekend! We even dressed our babies with leg showing it seems.This is from the Christmas of '78. The shy one looking down is my firstborn Carrie. The leggy lass beside her is Nan's one-an-only Gracie, as we called her then whose marriage I told about here.But on to the video, seven women in their underpants doing the pony and the swim and sort of a timid shimmy. Mary's one wry sentence appended to the message she sent it with: "I still dance like this!" Haha, she does not (but boy did I laugh...)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbyAZQ45uww#t=70