I graduated from high school in 1973, and this outfit would have been the very thing I’d have worn that year. The girls at my school had just been granted the right to wear pants, mainly because the school officials didn’t seem to be able to control the shortness of the minis we were wearing. Yes, there were rules, but they couldn’t send us all home. So rather than have the constant parade of over-exposed thighs, the powers must have concluded that covered up, even if it meant pants, was better.
It was a whimsical time in fashion with lots of silly little prints of Holly Hobbie and cartoon characters that were popular with girls at my school. We liked pinafore tops and I even had a dress with a back tie sash. I guess we knew it was pretty much our last chance to really be kids.
So, sure, I’d have worn the mouse sweater.
I’ve had this little Bobbie Brooks sweater for at least five years, and possibly longer. When I found it I had a perfect vision of the pants that would go with it. First, they had to be plaid. The main color would be light, or even white, but the blue would match, and there would be a darker color, maybe a deep gold or a red.
When I found these last week, I was pretty sure I’d found my pants. Still, I was working the color from memory and could not be sure. It helped that colors are fashion-driven, and this was a good color in the early 70s.
It was such a good match that you might think that the pants are also from Bobbie Brooks. Actually, the label is Gordon of Philadelphia, which was geared toward a slightly older, more conservative consumer. But I guess even the preppy had to capitulate to the way of fashion, at least for a few years.