In an email yesterday, my sister reminded me of a time long ago when we were young teenagers. She remembered the sun slanting into the Glenelg kitchen in our family home built by our great-grandparents during the early days of colonization in South Australia. I'd hooked up a song onto repeat play--a device my wonderful Uncle Peter set up. Elvis Presley sang, 'Won't You Wear My Ring Around Your neck', over and over. She could picture me, full of joy, with my full skirt swishing as I spun round, dancing alone. Born on 8th January, 1935, Elvis was seven years older than I am. Our birth dates made me feel connected. The era heralded the emergence of power and revolt for teenagers.
Up until then, teenagers had tried to emulate women in decorum and dress. In the new era, we enjoyed our youth, threw away hats and gloves and wore full petticoats under circle skirts clinched in at the waist by tight belts.
I loved my time of youth and enjoyed bringing it out of storage to share with you. It's amazing that I've lived through so many changes. Leaving Australia behind 25 years ago, I now live in England.
Up until then, teenagers had tried to emulate women in decorum and dress. In the new era, we enjoyed our youth, threw away hats and gloves and wore full petticoats under circle skirts clinched in at the waist by tight belts.
I loved my time of youth and enjoyed bringing it out of storage to share with you. It's amazing that I've lived through so many changes. Leaving Australia behind 25 years ago, I now live in England.
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