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1967 – The year it all changed, for me – for you?

In 1967 I was 13 years old. In this article in Vanity Fair that moment is explored , a moment that upended Women’s fashion and nearly everything else.

it was a time when a radically different look and sensibility were beginning to take root.

1967 also ushered in the so-called Summer of Love, when tens of thousands of young free spirits flocked to San Francisco.

The year before had seen the helmet-haired, Pucci-clad Jacqueline Susann promoting Valley of the Dolls to best-seller status. It saw California beach-blanket movies . . . and Truman Capote’s Black and White Ball, at New York’s Plaza hotel. Earlier in the year, miniskirted Nancy Sinatra Jr. had turned calf-high leather footwear—the kind that Dame Mary Quant, pioneer of the miniskirt, made famous—into a meme, thanks to her No. 1 single “These Boots Are Made for Walkin’. ”

“The long-gowned, straight-haired Judy Collins would soon make a Top 10 hit of “Both Sides Now,” a plaintive, self-examining, gut-honest ballad by an unknown songwriter—the long-gowned, straight-haired Joni Mitchell.

The song would become the anthem of a new kind of woman: content to live alone but not lonely, sexually open but not “promiscuous.” (That judgmental word would be banished.) Nineteen sixty-seven also ushered in the so-called Summer of Love, when tens of thousands of young free spirits flocked to San Francisco.

The females in this cohort, as critic Janet Maslin once put it, were the “butterfly bohemians,” who had suddenly sprung up in the Bay Area, Los Angeles, New York, and London, marking a revolution in women’s fashion, attitudes, and sexuality. In a single year, Mad Men babes had been overtaken by incense-burning soul seekers.”

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http://www.vanityfair.com/style/2017/03/the-year-that-upended-womens-fashion-1967?mbid=nl_CH_58b9b574a50ee02e65e42d72&CNDID=46112863&spMailingID=10550883&spUserID=MTY3MjgzNTg2OTA1S0&spJobID=1120276672&spReportId=MTEyMDI3NjY3MgS2

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  1. In 1967 I too was 13, turning 14. I grew my hair, despite my parents protestations, and bought high-waisted bell-bottoms and body shirts with oversized, rounded collars. Our music was important and contributed to the formation of my strong political views. The Vietnam war hardened those views and the election of Gough Whitlam on 2 Dec 1972 not only saved me from the fate of conscientious objection (jail or escape), but also gave me hope that the world could be a better place if we were thoughtful about who we chose to represent us. The passage of time is an amazing thing…

  2. What a great blog …… this is a must read Vanity Fair article. But Lorrie, there must surely be a follow up of your own experiences ….. the Merivale velvet bag ? The hairy Nepalese coat ? The other essentials ? Were these things a little later ?

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