I find the 1940s kind of amusing too, but in the 1940s everyone dressed in the same basic styles. In the 70s, it was like a riot broke out. Bell bottoms, miniskirts, maxiskirts, long hair, wild patterns, bright colors, wide ties–much of it executed in polyester–and very few were immune to the siren song of unbridled self expression.
The weather was raw this morning–cold and windy–and the campus felt deserted when I came in. It made me feel a bit sad, but when I got to the Woodson I discovered that someone had pulled a photo file that contained shots of the 1972 Freshman Reception in Cohen House. This perked me right up! 1970s fashion, baby:
It takes a bold man to wear that kind of sport coat, but I think he pulls it off. It makes Frank Vandiver’s paisley tie seem tame.
And finally, I admit that I share this older lady’s skepticism about the whole enterprise:
Bonus: There was no one outside today.