Oh, the things young teenage girls bought (or in my case, shoplifted) in the late 1970’s. My ‘looking good’ obsession started with Bonne Bell Lip Smackers. My personal favs were grape, Dr Pepper and watermelon. They sold big fatty versions too. And then there was the highly addictive Maybelline Kissing Potion. What a gooey liquid mess these were! But with flavors like bubble gum and kola, how could I resist? The Kissing Potion came in a clear liquid with a roller ball applicator.
Besides the ever-popular Loves Baby Soft, I also wore a fragrance called Blue Jeans. I can still smell the light, musky scent. And yes, I most definitely wore the cologne while skating at our local roller rink in an attempt to drive the boys wild. Then there was Babe by Faberge. Not only could you buy the fragrance, you could get soaps, lotions and deodorant too! And what girl didn’t want to be a Babe?
Last, but not least, one of the easiest items to um, lift. Eyeliner pencils. Small and easy to conceal, an enterprising young girl could lift 4-6 of these pencils at a time. Along with lipstick and nail polish, I’m sure I amassed a large collection of popular cosmetics. What? We were bored and we wanted to look good, and our measly allowance wasn’t nearly enough to keep us in style!
Ahhh, Agree Shampoo. I can smell the slightly earthy fragrance even now. The 70’s proved to be the birth of many brands of hair care products – it was the beginning of the ‘at home’ hair care boom!
Do you remember:
Faberge (if you tell two friends . . .) and that great honeycomb bottle!
Gee, Your Hair Smells Terrific!
Yup, this was certainly a defining moment for me – I became a slave to my shampoo. Because I really did want my hair to smell terrific!
If you grew up during the 70’s, you HAD to remember Chemin de fer Jeans. ALL the rage! And that’s me up top, rockin’ the white button-up Chemin de fers, circa 1978. I think I got this pair at the House of Pants at Westgate, our local mall. Westgate Mall also had a JC Penny’s, Hart’s Department Store and Montgomery Wards as anchor stores. And a few other stores made up the rest of the mall – Kinney Shoes, Lotus Imports, Singer, Merle Norman, Musicland,Westgate Stationers and Leed’s to name a few.
And then I’m SOO stylin’ in my blue Ditto Jeans, probably listening to Chicago or Doobie Brothers! Don’t cha just love the 70’s decor on the wall! Yes, that IS a macrame owl hanging on the bricks. Along with a few of my moms paintings from the 70’s. And String Art. Who remembers String Art???
Sugar Free Tab. The diet soda that stopped me from drinking ANYTHING diet until 2003. I SWEAR, the after-taste STILL lingers! One calorie never did such a great job keeping me away from Coke and Pepsi. Or anything cola for that matter. Ya’ think that coupon is still good?
Looking back, the first ten albums I ever owned HIGHLY influenced my life, my future choices in music (and my choice in boyfriends, and jobs, and friends, and . . . you get the picture, right?) In no particular order, here they are:
Genesis – Foxtrot
Led Zepplin Four
Foghat – Fool for the City
Fleetwood Mac – Rumors
Chicago – Greatest
Kansas – Leftoveture
The Who – Tommy
Rolling Stones – Some Girls
Kiss – Destroyer
Doobie Brothers – Listen to the Music (Greatest Hits)
And in the number eleven spot – Queen. Anything and everything Queen.
This was FM radio in the late 70’s. This was KFOG. This was KOME. This is what I lived and loved to listen to in my little suburbia world .
And then I heard the Clash for the first time . . .
And now for two very important products introduced to us in the late 70’s – the Presto FryDaddy and the Kodak EK6 instant camera. Yes, I’m aware that these two fantastic inventions don’t really have anything in common – on the surface. You see, it turned out to be one very sweet Christmas in 1978 when our family found BOTH these fine items under our tree. Of course the FryDaddy turned out to be a nightmare to clean and the camera film was quite pricey, but none-the-less, I loved them both dearly!
Anyone else remember Junior High? Those were the EXTREMELY AWKWARD years youth spent inbetween grade school and high school. If you ask me, I think it was a brilliant idea that, for whatever budgetary reasons, was snuffed out way too soon. Think about it; gangly, socially inept sputtering pre-teens all hang out for two years at the same institution. What better way to identify the nerds and indoctrine the popular? Social mores are kept in tact, kids knew where they stood in terms of the pecking order. And if they didn’t like it, they could do what I did – beat the shit outta’ the popular girl. Yup, I did that. And yup, I rose in the ranks. I was the ‘bad-ass’ chick. By the time I ‘graduated’ 8th grade I had a flock of boys following me around. Still not sure if they liked me or just wanted me to protect their ass . . .?