Showing posts with label Lost In Space. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 19, 2015

Junior Fashion : Farewell the Tweenager

There once was a time in fashion where the Tweenager existed.

This followed the time of the 1950's and early 60's when babies were dressed in pretty much unisex infantile attire till age four - they were still babes.

During the late 50's the term Teenager was created, by now I am sure we know what a teenager from the 50's and early 60's looked like. Ah but what has become of the elusive Tweenager - or Junior Fashion as it was often called.

 This pattern is marked Junior yet clearly shows the 'tween' stage 13 - 17 years

 There were great roles for young 'tween' agers. The talented and exceptional Haley Mills


My all time favourite idol Angela Cartwright



Not a woman not a child a tweenager.

Mad Men's Sally Draper personifies the look here


It is now skipped over - that phase when perhaps one might have read a lot, considered taking on the world, competing and going toe to toe with your peers before the full onslaught of sexual pressure and maturity emerged a time of freedom and of simply being. A time when the world could truly be your oyster…a character defining pause between all expectation, a time to consider and think. Emerging from childhood and growing into a young woman we once allowed that time. These days it happens in the bat of an eye - sadly it has gone.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

::: FANTASTIC FUTURISTIC FASHION! :::

Must have been a 1960's lag into the 1970's but I recall images like these VIVIDLY!

I recall thinking for sure that's what I would grow up and be wearing.
Pierre Cardin 
Pucci designed this bubble helmet to protect the Air Stewardess' hair do - they were phased out. Such a shame.  

 Children sported a semi futuristic trend too. Is she not divine? Mum/Mom could rock a frock like this...all sorted!


Sophisticated NY types wore this get up to work - in my nubile body and brain I had it all sorted. Yep that was the future, my interest in fashion it seemed had already formed.

Everything would be made of perspex - a truelove of mine! 
Of course families would wear the following I do like the silver outdoor wear insulation and style de jour!

We would groove to funky trax...
MOOG!
MODERN MOOG!
Please ignore the graphic but do listen!
Lifts the spirit doesn't it?
Even cartoons confirmed this expectation of the Futuristic Future. I particularly loved the exhaust rings and the sound of the spaceships it was something that truly fascinated me.
Now while I would love to don this outfit for today I shall refrain in my head however I have definitely got this on while listening to Jean Michel Jarre'.

More fabulous images here


One day I shall have a house that reflects this passion - even if I just line the entire thing in Aluminum foil and wear plastic...sounds like a photo shoot might cure me...flash lights and cellophane. Better get busy and put on something sensible.