You probably think these bellbottoms are my teenage daughter’s. Nope. Every soft, comfy, psychedelic inch of these stunners are all mine and I am mad for them. And get this: they were only $7. How did I score such a deal? I was browsing in a chichi old lady’s shop in Florida a few months ago. Found them on the sale rack marked down from $67.
“Gosh,” I said to the 22 year-old behind the counter. “How come these are marked down so much? They fit like a glove. Is there a hole in them or something?”
“No,” the girl laughed. “They didn’t sell. I don’t think anyone your age wants to be caught dead wearing them.”
Let me assure you that I was not offended in the least. In fact, I then said:
“Well do you have any more? I’ll buy all of them.”
She looked at me like I was deaf or had dementia.
So let me enumerate a few things that are important to know when you are over sixty and dressing to go out:
- You must dress for comfort. (Your body is already uncomfortable and achy enough).
- You must wear clothes that make you happy to be in them. (You won’t be taking them off willy-nilly.)
- You must wear clothes that make YOU happy to look at. The brighter and wilder the better. (At least people will notice you.)
- You must wear clothes that reflect your spirit. (Recently, I have tossed almost all black, navy blue and gray from my wardrobe.)
- You must wear clothes. (Sad, but true or you’ll likely be arrested as I once was.)
Now I have worn my bells almost constantly since. They wash and dry like a dream. Last week, my 23 year-old walked in the house and took a long, serious look at me. I was waiting to be lambasted.
“Wow, Mom, those are really cool,” she said with approval, “Where did you get them? I would love a pair just like them.”
Come to think of it, I WOULD like to be caught dead in them.