So when
I was a little girl, back on West 67th street, we used to play in "rompers". Well, my
mom called them that, not sure if that's an official name. They were one piece, elastic at the waist, and you tied them at the shoulders. This look was quite fashionable, and if you look closely, you will see that it could also be worn with a nice white undershirt!! Seriously...

Yes... here
I am in all my glory. The year was
1961 and the backyard was the place to be... bricks? and all.

Wow ... a few years later and
we are still looking sharp in our "rompers"... matching ones... could this get any worse? That is
my sister,
Frankie on the left, and yes,
me on the right!
I have absolutely no idea
who that is in the middle! Will you look at the glasses... what was
my mother thinking? At least
we don't have on undershirts! So,
I am shopping recently at
Target, and
I come across this little item.
I can't resist and
I buy it for
Molly.
She wears it well, don't
you think??
What do
you remember wearing that has come back to haunt
you?
