Ponchos - Muy Yucko!!!
I remember when I was a teenager back in the '70's. Other teens in my town (Lindsay, Canada) wore these hideous Mexican or Mexican-inspired ponchos (brown scratchy wool with deers and buffalo, and other crap on them) as badges for anti-Vietnam war, "all we are saying is give peace a chance", let's start a commune where we'll grow our own vegetables (my older sister was in one) and get back to nature (while throwing their cigarette butts in the lake) plus other political statements. If one more person in a poncho made the peace sign out the window of a yellow school bus, I thought I'd go mad!
And it wasn't like Lindsay kids were being drafted. No, it was just cool and hip to look, well, like a hippie!
Oh, how I yearned to be a teen in the mid-'60's, dancin' the frug and the pony, wearing a yellow-fringe bikini like the girl in the Frankie Avalon/Annette Funicello "Beach Blanket Bingo" movies!!! Believe it or not, that yellow-fringe bikini made volcanoes erupt and knocked cute guys off their feet -- I kid you not! People really seemed to have fun back then. But no, I was stuck in the oh-so-serious 70's, darn it! I was really relieved with Disco came into style with all its glitter and vanity where girls never went anywhere without a fully-loaded cosmetic bag and blow-dryers. At least fun was back and hair was being washed again!
Oh dear, I've gone off on a tangent! Sorry, but I really, really, REALLY loathed the "poncho era".
Oh dear, what if they bring back, (insert scream of terror), HOT PANTS?!!!!
Patricia