My Fifties Skirts, pics and some explanation

THE SKIRTS

My pink flowered skirt
	This skirt had (has) small pink flowers, with green leaves, all over a white background. I think that I purchased it in Brighton and believe that it cost about Ł5.00. (Most of them cost about that much). It had a lovely texture, poplin; it was soft but when ironed it would really stick out, with a petticoat it was at an angle of almost 90°. I can't think of anything untoward that happened in this skirt, though the jacket - a present from Jasmine (she bought it in Oxfam, well I HOPE she paid for it!) - ended up being stolen whilst I watched Stiff Little Fingers.

My pink flowered skirt

This skirt had (has) small pink flowers, with green leaves, all over a white background. I think that I purchased it in Brighton and believe that it cost about Ł5.00. (Most of them cost about that much). It had a lovely texture, poplin; it was soft but when ironed it would really stick out, with a petticoat it was at an angle of almost 90°. I can't think of anything untoward that happened in this skirt, though the jacket - a present from Jasmine (she bought it in Oxfam, well I HOPE she paid for it!) - ended up being stolen whilst I watched Stiff Little Fingers.

Not all my skirts were checked but here are three that just so happen to be checked.

My huge petticoat and black checked skirt
This petticoat was my all time favourite, I bought it in Macy's (strangely enough they were selling Katie K petticoats) for $80.00 which was a load of money, but it was my birthday and I deserved a treat. The petticoat only had two layers but because there was so much material in each layer it was huge. When I bought it it was white with red trim. It stayed white for some time then in one wash it went a bit pink and in subsequent washes even more pink. But I liked the pink - though it was just as well since there was nothing to do about it if I didn't. My cat liked to sleep on this petticoat at night . Everybody loved it! The skirt was a black check circle skirt which I inherited from my mother. I didn't really like it but it was useful for funerals and the like.

My huge petticoat and black checked skirt

This petticoat was my all time favourite, I bought it in Macy's (strangely enough they were selling Katie K petticoats) for $80.00 which was a load of money, but it was my birthday and I deserved a treat. The petticoat only had two layers but because there was so much material in each layer it was huge. When I bought it it was white with red trim. It stayed white for some time then in one wash it went a bit pink and in subsequent washes even more pink. But I liked the pink - though it was just as well since there was nothing to do about it if I didn't. My cat liked to sleep on this petticoat at night . Everybody loved it!
The skirt was a black check circle skirt which I inherited from my mother. I didn't really like it but it was useful for funerals and the like.

Dressed for a funeral
	As worn at my Grandads funeral. Looking sad (left). Cheering up(right). The Guinness may account for this. The first time ever - and the last I believe - that I ever had or was offered an alcoholic drink at my Granny's house.

My red checked skirt
	This skirt was made for me by a friend of my Mother.* It was a circle skirt and looked really good over my huge red petticoat (which can just be seen in the bottom left of the photo). I made a matching jacket (of sorts) in the same material; I found the pattern in an old copy of Woman or Womans Own, from about 1957 I believe. It was just a rectangle of material sewn up on two thirds of the length of one side. The effect was of a bolero. However the whole ensemble was just too much check and I seldom wore it as a set. Mostly I wore it with this red cardigan. The skirt, being a full circle, was always blowing up in the slightest wind. People thought they were hilarious when comparing the skirt to a table cloth, ohh my aching sides. It ended up being donated to a small girl down the road to wear in a school production of Grease, the matching jacket was given to Oxfam. This day out was a Bank holiday in Arundel, a very pleasant town for an afternoon's drinking. * I wanted her to make me a poodle circle skirt but never got round to organising it, though I had the poodle motif picked out, copied from a brooch I bought in New York.

My red checked skirt

This skirt was made for me by a friend of my Mother.* It was a circle skirt and looked really good over my huge red petticoat (which can just be seen in the bottom left of the photo). I made a matching jacket (of sorts) in the same material; I found the pattern in an old copy of Woman or Womans Own, from about 1957 I believe. It was just a rectangle of material sewn up on two thirds of the length of one side. The effect was of a bolero. However the whole ensemble was just too much check and I seldom wore it as a set. Mostly I wore it with this red cardigan. The skirt, being a full circle, was always blowing up in the slightest wind. People thought they were hilarious when comparing the skirt to a table cloth, ohh my aching sides. It ended up being donated to a small girl down the road to wear in a school production of Grease, the matching jacket was given to Oxfam. This day out was a Bank holiday in Arundel, a very pleasant town for an afternoon's drinking.
* I wanted her to make me a poodle circle skirt but never got round to organising it, though I had the poodle motif picked out, copied from a brooch I bought in New York.

My pink checked skirt

This skirt accounts for the background pattern on my site, beautiful pink checks. This was my favourite skirt; a full, though not circle, skirt with a blue embridered trim around the hem. It was usually worn with the red petticoat (which turned pink in the wash one time and thereafter matched perfectly). The skirt was acquired at a jumble sale and was in perfect condition until I wore it to Manchester. It was my birthday and we went to Manchester for the day - its a Morrissey thing. Swishing down the aisle of the train I caught the skirt on a seat arm tearing it, fortunately it was a clean 3 sided square cut, I was able to repair it with a Dennis the Menace sticker. Once home it was properly repaired and the tear was almost invisible. Square tears were too common. Once, taking a short cut into the fair at Brighton - by-passing the ticket office - I slipped whilst climbing over the fence and tore a huge square hole in the back of my dress, this was not repairable and though I was not too fond of the dress I was still cross because I had to spend the rest of the evening standing against walls. The lesson is: pay to get into the fair.
The lefthand photo was taken in Maxwells, I think. I went to see some bands, the names of which I cannot remember, but the man inexpertly excluded from the photo was the singer with one of them. He bore a passing physical resemblence to Buddy Holly - skinny, dark hair, specs, its not hard is it. I have a ridiculous look on my face, totally spoiling a good picture, I regret it now.
On the right a picture of me on Red Nose Day. I think it suits.

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