Thinking back to some of the clothes and hairstyles I wore in the ’60s and early ’70s, I cringe. “Did I really wear that?” is what I ask myself. My most daring look was my black fake leather coat with matching John Lennon cap, in honor of the Beatles, that I wore to South Portland […]
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Lee Van Dyke, Portland: When what you wear says something you don’t mean
My style in 1961 was made up of the twist, the swim, the mashed potato and Chubby Checker. Along with Chubby, my style was made from a whole parade of music and images. Music that included Sinatra, Dean Martin and Johnny Horton, among the many found on my AM radio and records. Time is supple and […]
Anne Vaillancourt, North Berwick: True beauty comes from within, connects with all
I knew a woman a long time ago who had a way of being that I wish were in style today, but it wasn’t her clothes, the way she walked or her hairstyle. She was a beauty because she innately lived in a place of acceptance and love. She valued all people and never spoke […]
Linda S. Lucas, Kennebunk: Through the eyes of a Maine country inn
I have been a country inn for only the last few years of my long life. A whiff of controversy surrounds the actual time of my birth. Some folks say I was born in 1803, judging from the old timbers in my basement. What they do not realize is that old timbers were often reused […]
Brenda E. Smith, Belfast: A traveler maps the world’s fashions
Style knows no boundaries. As one who traveled to and lived in many parts of the world, I can attest to this truism. When speaking of the style of women’s clothing, I’ve seen both ends of the spectrum: from those who wear no clothes to others who fully cover themselves. In Pakistan, many women dress […]
Noreen Skoolicas, Portland: School for scandal
In high school, I struggled every day to maintain my cool and stylish persona while adhering to my school’s very strict dress code. Girls had to wear dresses or skirts covering the knee, and pants were not allowed. One day the dean of girls was notified by the dean of boys that she should call […]
Jan Wejchert, Waldoboro: The elements of cool
On a hot summer’s evening in June, Susan and I had just exited the bookstore, laden, as was our custom, with a bit of French Symbolist poetry for her, perhaps, and maybe some Faulkner or Nietzsche for me. It was the late 1960s. We were on Third, waiting for the Cinema 2 to let us […]
Margie Thumm, Raymond: Carving my own fashion path down the slopes
Woolen knickers with a button fly … now when were they in style? I’m guessing they were worn around the early 1900s by young boys. Knickers were worn by vintage golfers, but did you ever see them worn by a downhill skier in the 1960s and 1970s? If you didn’t, then you never saw me […]
Kay Wheeler, Raymond: I’ll drink to that
About 35 years ago, when I was a lot younger, you get the drift, I went to an Eastern European music camp in New York state. I drove to New York for the camp. After registering, we got assigned to our dorms and began to make friends and play music. Having visited Greece once, I […]