Apart from school uniform, navy at prep school and algae green at the next, my clothes were either made by DM or handed down from my sister.
Uniform included ties and really thick knickers of the same colour, which we had to wear for gym, also aertex shirts and short games skirts for outside games.
I remember a much loved tartan dress and a similar one in vivid blue, skirts, blouses and cardigans, worn with knee socks in winter and ankle socks in summer, with Clark’s sandals for school and play, or patent leather shoes for going out.
I remember my ankle socks were made of knitted silk or similar and they were a bugger to get on, so that they didn't get stretched over the heel and go baggy. Nylon socks were both an innovation and a relief.
All little girls wore the same sort of pale pink party dress in the early sixties, honestly, it was like a uniform in itself. Short puffed sleeves and an enormous gathered flared skirt, with petticoats underneath, then an enormous bow at the back. White Mary Jane shoes. There was some competition about who had the biggest bow. I remember one year, a girl turned up at the school party in a pale bluedress, still the exact same style, and the commotion it caused.
DM wouldn't let me wear jeans, when I first saw friends wearing them, but I wore shorts in summer.
As the sixties drew on, Mary Quant style clothes, minis and colours, and some mad patterns made their appearance. I had some shift dresses and pinafore dresses for colder weather and some amazing lacy white tights. And joy of joy, shoes with an actual (tiny) heel!
DM thought I should start wearing a girdle but I put my foot down. I also got my jeans in the end and some t shirts, but still mostly white then.
I still had my older sister's hand me downs but she was a London chick by then and they were all Carnaby Street fabulous.
Then Biba and bras arrived, and I was in charge of my own clothing at last. I remember a reefer jacket, high boots, a cap and wonderful purple and wine dresses with bell sleeves.
Then a maxi coat, and maxi everything, hippy bells and scarves followed by an extremely smelly Afghan coat, flared jeans or loons, tie dye t shirts and desert boots. I had a gas mask bag instead of a handbag.
Sorry about the Ted talk, but it really set me going down Memory Lane!