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Shamasehar, you are too funny.  I'm laughing loudly at the picture of what you wrote.

posted by TAPS. on December 14, 2021 at 4:24 PM | link to this | reply

Sassyass

That is a big space between children.  We had friends who had one boy who was 20 and got married that year and his mother got preg when he was married.  When her new little baby girl was tiny she had a heart attack and died and the son and his wife raised his baby sister as their own.

posted by TAPS. on December 14, 2021 at 4:22 PM | link to this | reply

Christmas as a child for me was all about Barbie

Fortunately, we did have a fireplace. Growing up as an only child, I wished for a sibling. I finally got a brother when I was 18. 

posted by Sherri_G on December 14, 2021 at 7:19 AM | link to this | reply

Good morning

Those ruffle-rimmed anklets paired with the Mary Janes are so adorable. I don't blame you for wishing for them instead of those ugly brown socks. I remember when the guys would wear knee-high socks with shorts back in the 80s. It was not an attractive look.

posted by Sherri_G on December 14, 2021 at 7:16 AM | link to this | reply

I understand the ugly socks theme. 

posted by Annicita on December 13, 2021 at 2:39 AM | link to this | reply

Well I remember finding cotswool uncomfortable as a kid...an itchy fabric and would walk with my legs spread very funnily...haha

posted by shamasehar on December 12, 2021 at 6:08 AM | link to this | reply

I wore those too, Taps. I remember the garter belt that was sometimes so worn I used a safety pin to hold it together, and that darned pin was cold against the skin first thing in the morning. Because we were fostered, and there were so many of us, clothes did get passed down, then mended over and over again. Grandma would give us each one of Grampa's wool socks to hang at Christmas, and it was ample enough to hold lots of goodies! 

posted by adnohr on December 11, 2021 at 10:45 AM | link to this | reply

and I suppose the spoiled brats with it a little easier would trot off to Church on Sunday with those lovely shoes and yes lacy topped white socks and even worse a dainty hat on the head and little lacy white cotton gloves!

posted by Kabu on December 10, 2021 at 4:45 PM | link to this | reply

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HaHaHa.  Sorry to laugh at your misery.  I love it.

posted by TAPS. on December 10, 2021 at 11:47 AM | link to this | reply

I think we had wool knee socks, but don't remember for sure. I know

my Grandma Lucy wore just such brown cotton stockings and klutzy shoes as you describe until she was well into her 80s.  You probably looked adorable and your photo would nowadays make a great illustration for an old-fashioned Christmas card, even though you remember yourself as an ugly duckling. 

posted by Pat_B on December 10, 2021 at 10:55 AM | link to this | reply

Of course, when we were kids clothes were rationed. My most horrid memory was

when an old man gave us his deceased wife vests. My mother said they were very

nice and practically new. So I had to wear them with little pearl buttons and frills.

the only good thing was they didn't show under a jersey.

posted by C_C_T on December 10, 2021 at 10:54 AM | link to this | reply

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How fun.  I always loved that you lived in a museum.

posted by TAPS. on December 10, 2021 at 10:03 AM | link to this | reply

I myself never had to worry about stockings...My cousin, whose house did not have a fireplace, was told Santa had a key.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on December 10, 2021 at 9:44 AM | link to this | reply

For my sister and me, it was the tights that started the season so nice and warm and pleasing to wear, but then became awful when the waist-elastic got old and stretched, and the tights would not stay properly up. Hated them then, but Mom tucked one leg into the other for Christmas stockings--though we'd hang our biggest sock pinned to the edge of the bed. Then in the morning there would be these really long items stuffed full and laid across the end of the bed. 

posted by Ciel on December 10, 2021 at 9:43 AM | link to this | reply