tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post8566612849329039009..comments2024-01-02T10:16:13.926+00:00Comments on The Thoughtful Dresser: My GenerationLinda Granthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09126115924247248057noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-31289682463021828702008-08-09T14:16:00.000+01:002008-08-09T14:16:00.000+01:00Now I think I'm going down to the well tonightAnd ...Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight<BR/>And I'm going to drink till I get my fill<BR/>And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it<BR/>But I probably will.<BR/>Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture<BR/>A little of the glory of, well time slips away<BR/>And leaves you with nothing, mister, but<BR/>Boring stories of glory days.<BR/>Bruce Springsteen, "Glory Days"Duchessehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09986153653120526776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-79914622660864806562008-08-08T13:14:00.000+01:002008-08-08T13:14:00.000+01:00Wonderful, thought provoking post (my favourite ki...Wonderful, thought provoking post (my favourite kind). I often think about how people stay in their self-perceived prime years, without realizing that there is more to explore. As you pointed out though, even those that do explore come back to their prime outfits - but usually (hopefully) in a slightly different way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-43720528011994374462008-08-08T11:12:00.000+01:002008-08-08T11:12:00.000+01:00So glad it's not cheesecloth and velvet with a twi...So glad it's not cheesecloth and velvet with a twist...<BR/><BR/>What did you wear in those days? And is there any infleunce remaining?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-39505225705572464852008-08-08T10:02:00.000+01:002008-08-08T10:02:00.000+01:00I should explain that Harry and I were at the same...I should explain that Harry and I were at the same university at roughly the same time in the Seventies, and I do vaguely remember him at that period. What's interesting is how he is returning to his Mod roots rather than the cheesecloth shirt and velvet bellbottoms of my recollection (of him). Because Mod was all about tailoring. With a twist. And that is exactly what Harry does to this day.Linda Granthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09126115924247248057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-17409344096384061392008-08-08T06:29:00.000+01:002008-08-08T06:29:00.000+01:00Harry makes good points, as one gets older...."It ...Harry makes good points, as one gets older....<BR/><BR/>"It means that I look for stuff when I am shopping, not really knowing what I am looking for, but having to think whether it resonates in the way I want."<BR/><BR/>Shopping for the clothes on our backs (ahem) used to be such a trivial pursuit. <BR/><BR/>I now buy less and my purchases are far more considered. Good tailoring, indeed, becomes more important. <BR/><BR/>"And of course there doesn't seem to be a single shop that caters for me."<BR/><BR/>Odd, that. When the shops are stacked against me, I have learned to simply go home. There's always another day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-10651602983813250972008-08-08T02:07:00.000+01:002008-08-08T02:07:00.000+01:00Harry, if you are still hairy, bully for you. I do...Harry, if you are still hairy, bully for you. I don't mean Radovan Karadžić in his alternative healer mufti, but I do like to run fingers through hair if there is any hair left to run them through.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-70741992304474029432008-08-07T22:45:00.000+01:002008-08-07T22:45:00.000+01:00Technophobe.Technophobe.Linda Granthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09126115924247248057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-81309410602435934092008-08-07T22:41:00.000+01:002008-08-07T22:41:00.000+01:00Thanks Trevira....I've fixed the Lord John link.I ...Thanks Trevira....I've fixed the Lord John link.<BR/>I wanted to put that photo at the bottom of the post, but can't work out how to.Harry Fentonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02061958816220028753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424698162327097126.post-74484240093080289972008-08-07T20:53:00.000+01:002008-08-07T20:53:00.000+01:00Great post. This is an eternal truth you have hit...Great post. This is an eternal truth you have hit on here. So many hang on to the styles of their youth, after which point they lose interest in fashion. <BR/><BR/>For myself, growing up in the late 60s/early 70s I remember numerous matrons with bright frosty blue eyeshadow and extraordinary beehive hairdos (imagine Winehouse with a few more pounds and years, and perhaps a nylon chiffon headscarf tied under the chin). Not to mention the ageing teds with thinning quiffs and thickening waists. <BR/><BR/>They never progressed beyond the styles of their prime - their youth - although curiously I don't remember any antiquated mods. I think they were more self aware and moved with the times. <BR/><BR/>As I approach my mid forties, this issue is of increasing importance. Its funny because I had a major 1940s revival thing as a teenager in the 80s (wearing lots of genuine vintage gear), and I've returned to it periodically ever since then. <BR/><BR/>As your body starts to lose definition, good tailoring can give it back! <BR/><BR/>But I do find the prospect of 60+ year olds with waistbands down around their hips, and boxers or (eek) thongs visible above, very depressing. Some things you have to leave behind or you look ridiculous. <BR/><BR/>btw, the Lord John link didn't work.TinTrunkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00674331616871172533noreply@blogger.com