Editor's Note: This latest submission for the "Senior Class" column is from Jo Stewart of Solon Springs. * * * In my closet I have clothes that should have been tossed years ago. I'm a clothes keeper, knowing that if I wait long enough the same s...
Editor's Note: This latest submission for the "Senior Class" column is from Jo Stewart of Solon Springs.
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In my closet I have clothes that should have been tossed years ago. I'm a clothes keeper, knowing that if I wait long enough the same style or worse will return.
I suppose it started when I was a teenager and fell into following the fickle fashion fads of the 1940s -- sloppy jo sweaters and dirty saddle shoes, for instance.
The "sloppy jo sweater" was well named. They were made to look like they had been knitted on size 20 needles. The sleeves were of indeterminate length and were always pushed up to the elbow in a bunch. The was true of the waist length -- indeterminate and bunched.
At the same time saddle shoes were a "must wear," but they had to be dirty. They didn't come that way from the store, so when I got to school I had all the friends I could find step on them before I got to my first class.
Along with sloppy jo sweaters and dirty saddle shoes came the Ish Kabibble bang. Ish was a singer in the Spike Jones Band, a kind of 1940s Forest Gump so his hair cut looked appropriate on him. When I look at photos of me sporting this straight to my eyebrows bang, it's hard to believe I wanted to look like that.
It's also hard for me to believe what happened to skirt lengths from 1946 to 1950. Those were my college years when I was still conforming to the vagaries of fashion. The rather daring short skirts came into fashion my first two years. We're not talking about the mid-thigh fashion of more recent vintage. No, thank goodness, this was only mid-knee. But mighty cold during the winter months.
The short skirt was followed by the "swag." Skirt lengths fell from mid-knee to mid-calf in the front and down to the top of your heels in the back. During inclement weather the swag hem got soaked.
I don't have any of those styles still in my closet, but some just as bad. Well, I'm through with this nonsense. In Ecclesiastes we read there is a time for everything, so those "keeper" clothes are getting thrown out. Amen!
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