Wearing denim on denim in the Jean Machine on the Kings Road Chelsea. Maybe 1970.
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The denim shirt was studded.
I added an YSL diamante star brooch which was a must have then.
Chunky belt and chunky silver bracelet.
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We used to pour ourselves into our jeans, the denim had no elastine added then. We wore the smallest size possible and lay down on the floor using a coat hanger handle to pull up the zip or even asked someone for their help.
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The Jean Machine back in the day was a super cool place and everyone came to buy their jeans there including celebrities who we all shamelessly pounced on to get them to be our customer as we were on commission for every jean sale. We all earned a lot of money on Saturdays for ourselves in cash and for the owners too! .
The photos weren’t filtered.
We accepted our photos as they were, even if we didn’t look perfect. Perfect wasn’t an option.
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No one would ever have considered taking photos or selfies then as we had no mobile phones only proper cameras, and those were used for dedicated photography on holidays or occasions or proper photoshoots. Definitely not recording a day’s random activities publicly. No one would have wanted their activities on public view at that time. Everyone was too badly behaved.
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No-one had comparison anxiety then.
We might aspire to look like the models or actors in magazines, ads, films or TV.
There were no reality TV stars. .
We may have wanted to be skinnier like the models or fit in a smaller pair of jeans, but no one judged our body shapes. .
Mental health or anxiety was never mentioned.
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We lived in the moment and engaged with life around us. We were the generation that were no longer like our mothers tied by their apron strings to the kitchen and the home.
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The world was our oyster.
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