Originally Posted by greekdee (Post 2005359)

I also recall what I wore – and it’s beyond me why I haven’t blocked this from memory . I remember the outfit because I wore it often, believing it to be cute and flattering. As they say, hindsight is 20/20 – and so are pictures and there are just way too many of me in this get-up.

I wore a pair of long culottes -- below the knee, wide legged babies that rivaled something Annie Oakley would wear when springing into the saddle of her favorite horse. Those legs were roomy enough to conceal a riffle and utensils to outfit an entire campsite. In keeping with the psychedelic decade at hand, they were a far-out, can’t-miss ‘em kelly green, and I paired them with a knit top that had thin, multi-colored horizontal stripes. Why, look at me– I’ll bet the colors of every sorority were woven into that top! On my feet, I wore chunky- clunky, three inch sandals that boasted platforms -- crafted from cork. In high school, we wore those walking bulletin boards with socks that had toes. Each toe was a different color. No, I did not wear the toe socks during Rush, but that’s about the only scary thing I didn’t present myself in.

Originally Posted by greekdee (Post 2005650)

The Dress

It cost $42.00, which at the time seemed out…RAGEOUS. I mean, it wasn’t floor length or even semi-formal; it was just a really “nice” dress as we were instructed to wear. So let me tell you about this beauty.

First, as in keeping with the latter 70’s fashion, it fell just below the knee – could there be a dowdier, more unflattering length for most women? It was some kind of sheer fabric that the salesgirl called “fluid” and had a satin lining in a shade of yellow that I don’t think is truly found in nature. The closest thing I can compare it to is the yellowish-tan color of a piece of Mary Jane, pull-your-crowns-off chewy candy.

The sheer overlay was a floral paradise of yellow, yellow and yellow. Well, it was different shades of light to medium yellows, with such a tight floral pattern you could only feel like it needed to be pruned and thinned out. It had a firm elastic waist and was worn with a very thin (think shoe lace) fabric belt that matched the lining. Here’s the best part – the skirt was designed to billow, and billow it did if you twirled fast enough. You just had to be careful it didn’t helicopter up on you and show the world your unmentionables.

It had short, semi-puffy sleeves that also contained skin-cutting elastic to make the bottom edge of the sleeves ruffle out. And speaking of ruffles, a bounty of them ran up and down the V-neck—my, but it was a busy little dress! I loved it, though, and wore it with my thick, six inch platform shoes…okay, not really. I think a simple pair of slingbacks in one of the safe neutrals did the trick.

Originally Posted by Shellfish (Post 2005810)

I was a rushee at the very same time and also had a few pairs of those culottes, only we called them gauchos. Some of them were in sets with matching vests; I remember having one in brown corduroy. I also remember sets of below-knee-length plaid skirts with matching shawls, which often were worn tied around the waist.

Jungle Gardenia! Haven't thought about that in ages. I remember my roommate's perfume was Aliage, but I was still wearing Love perfumes.