As proof of the degree to which 70’s style has infiltrated modern-day closets, I have a stack of emails from my mother indicating that she was wearing what I am proffering as “new” exactly four decades ago. I am fascinated by the way fashion goes around (and them comes back around just as you’ve ridded all vestiges of it from your closet).
Of course, if my mother had saved the pieces that designers are replicating on runways today, we’d both have more money in our bank accounts. But alas, I’m discovering 70’s fashion for the first time, and it seems new, though it is, of course, not.
In keeping with the colors of the era, I am rediscovering brown (which was dead to me for decades). And pale blue looks lovely with it. So that’s what I’m wearing (and will safely be wearing for some time. Until it seems hopelessly passé. At which point, my daughter will probably start wearing it for the first time).
It’s the circle of (fashion) life.
Photography by Kara Mercer