JUST A HIPPIE GYPSY

I have been going through my closet bringing the summer/spring clothing from the back of the closet to the front (yay!). Rotating the garments, so to speak. I have the same stuff that I wear year after year until it falls apart. Really. I use to really be a clothes horse, but not anymore.

I became nostalgic about some of the clothing I have owned in the past. I had relationships with several of them. I can tell you exactly what I was wearing when I found out the man I was in love with was cheating on me. I could never wear that outfit again, and I really liked it.

I had this velvet dark red jacket that I wore with everything in my hippie days. I have numerous pictures of me in it. I loved it. My Mom took it upon herself to replace the worn out, ripped up lining and it never hung the same on me ever again. I reluctantly moved it to the back of the closet...and I think it may still be at my Mom's house.

I had this super green knit skin tight long sleeved jersey shirt that featured red, blue, gold and silver shiny glass that was studded into a star burst. Also in my hippie days...I loved that shirt.

When I was in high school I had this pink empire waist baby doll dress with a tent like fold in the front that had a white mesh covering the entire dress. I graduated from grammar school wearing that dress.

My First Communion Dress was hand made (people did things like that last century before they carried such things in the South)
with embroidery on the colors. First I wore it to the crowning of the Blessed Virgin at the May Celebration. I was the lucky first grader selected to carry the crown! When I was an 8th grader, I got to crown Her! I'm certain all that had to do with my mother and her devout Catholicism and the nuns knew it.

I had a pair of platform sandles...also in my hippie days, is there a pattern here! They were that expensive Aigner red. I loved those too, I was about 5-11 in them.

The sandals I wore all summer, while I was a hippie, were bought at a place called "Roses" in Murray Kentucky. I have not been able to find them anywhere else ever again. I purchased them by the gross, in black, in navy blue and in a cute flower pattern. They looked remarkably similar to the sandals on the feet above. Only I had 19 year old feet. I loved those sandals.

I may not have the clothes or the hats or the sandals, but when I think about those items along with them come the memories of those magical times in that Never Never Time.