tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post5067276045582115001..comments2024-03-29T01:39:16.951-04:00Comments on MadSnapper: Memory LaneMadSnapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08163140037276496519noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-34479575124888855722017-02-14T16:59:35.927-05:002017-02-14T16:59:35.927-05:00Those were the days! I remember in H.S. that all o...Those were the days! I remember in H.S. that all of my outfits and shoes matched. We had to wear nylon stockings too! Then about a year after we graduated they were allowed to wear blue jeans. Debby@Just Breathehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11685398064340027809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-41164152668253106622017-02-14T15:18:12.612-05:002017-02-14T15:18:12.612-05:00Oh boy...those Candies in the first collage bring ...Oh boy...those Candies in the first collage bring back memories from high school. I was never (and am still not) a shoes/fashion gal and could live in jeans, t-shirt(with a flannel shirt over it up here) and bare feet (or hiking boots :-)) The Adventures of the LLB Ganghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12502162429874740820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-59317667252981280712017-02-13T23:49:44.414-05:002017-02-13T23:49:44.414-05:00My first job was in a mall. You know where my payc...My first job was in a mall. You know where my paychecsk went, too, don't you? As a kid, always the black patent leather. Always. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-77222308471364006002017-02-13T20:55:39.831-05:002017-02-13T20:55:39.831-05:00I did own a pair of red shoes, almost flat and loo...I did own a pair of red shoes, almost flat and looked like they were made of alligator.I was oh so proud of those shoes.They are long gone, but I still have a pair of red shoes that I love to wear.Thanks for helping me to go back in time.Ruth Hieberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11260132564992492524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-43587787885788081902017-02-13T20:06:29.536-05:002017-02-13T20:06:29.536-05:00This was so much fun to read...my mom always wante...This was so much fun to read...my mom always wanted red shoes but would not buy them. I bought her a pair either right before or right after Roger and I were married.Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08015780995837712115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-43450360866115761892017-02-13T17:54:05.078-05:002017-02-13T17:54:05.078-05:00Well I think it was money well spent! Red was my ...Well I think it was money well spent! Red was my grandmother's favorite color and I always think of her when I see anyone wearing red.Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10737705457021667861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-33238622799254221072017-02-13T17:35:33.724-05:002017-02-13T17:35:33.724-05:00So pretty! Classic beautiful clothes!So pretty! Classic beautiful clothes!Kim@stuffcould....https://www.blogger.com/profile/03566751822418137457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-11888123286077672592017-02-13T16:00:29.934-05:002017-02-13T16:00:29.934-05:00Oh yeah, the tent dress covered 'a multitude o...Oh yeah, the tent dress covered 'a multitude of sins,' so to speak. LOL I LOVE those red spikey heels. They're gorgeous and I've never been able to wear a heel that high. Now I wear Danskos or Wolverine hikers or NB walking shoes. And I don't care. That's what's great about getting older. LOL (although when I pass a shoe store and see the darling boots with spikey heels, I do think how fun it would be....)Cranberry Morninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10758563068581561194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-14073920430744830862017-02-13T14:53:34.069-05:002017-02-13T14:53:34.069-05:00FUN share, Sandra! My mother must have drank the...FUN share, Sandra! My mother must have drank the same Kool-Aid as yours -- I had church shoes, school shoes and gym shoes. (Were you told to change into your 'play' clothes after school, too?)<br /><br />I don't recall ever owning a pair of red shoes, but at one time I enjoyed coordinating my shoes, outfit and handbag. These days I'm too tired to bother.<br /><br />My mother had a seersucker dress much like the one on the left! That's a simple - but classy look, isn't it? Sounds as if you had an inherent sense style from a young age.Mevely317https://www.blogger.com/profile/14786988262452989091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-42605355060715321962017-02-13T14:29:13.354-05:002017-02-13T14:29:13.354-05:00What a great read Sandra, I loved this walk down m...What a great read Sandra, I loved this walk down memory lane with you. I remember buying a pair of green satin shoes with five inch heels! They cost most of my wage packet too but how I loved those shoes, and caused a few eye rolls from my mum and dad. Truth be told they were a podiatrist's dream, lol. DeniseinVAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08494518513936310345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-88869423019757484162017-02-13T14:23:32.496-05:002017-02-13T14:23:32.496-05:00I never had a pair of (really) high heel shoes in ...I never had a pair of (really) high heel shoes in my life. I just can't walk in them. I think the closest I got was a pair of semi-high wedge-heeled sandals in my upper teens. (But they were red!) DawnTreaderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04533307672147117843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-33839638127282638662017-02-13T13:10:18.624-05:002017-02-13T13:10:18.624-05:00Mom, Me and my grandmother - 1950s & 60s - red...Mom, Me and my grandmother - 1950s & 60s - red shoes all around.<br />Now about that 56 Chevy---mem-o-ries.Gaylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00922307680021666290noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-87556503583031395912017-02-13T09:45:40.280-05:002017-02-13T09:45:40.280-05:00My Godmother brought me a beautiful red purse made...My Godmother brought me a beautiful red purse made of real leather with a long strap. I loved that purse, the only red purse I have ever owned. I carried it everywhere. It broke, I fixed it, it broke and I fixed it until one day the seams fell apart. Great memories! Maybe some day I will own another one?Jackie Seehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01187407666309898021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-72218408365096705232017-02-13T08:19:47.606-05:002017-02-13T08:19:47.606-05:00Sandra, I enjoyed your post so much! I may have to...Sandra, I enjoyed your post so much! I may have to go out and buy some red shoes! My first car was a 1962 Chevy II. I loved that car. My grandma made me a tent dress in a huge flowery print to camouflage my "broomstick" figure. LOL If she could see me now!! I enjoyed your trip down memory lane.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12770750648145547973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-3961669065346739242017-02-13T08:02:24.751-05:002017-02-13T08:02:24.751-05:00what fun memories. I started working when I was 1...what fun memories. I started working when I was 14 on the weekends and full time in the summer. I bought my first car for $600 from my parents when I was 16. Moved out right after I turned 17. I never had fun days of blowing my money and I don't recommend moving out at 17, but dad and I butted heads big time. My son lives at home rent free and doesn't spend his money on clothes, but he buys corvettes. :) <br />I owned red pumps similar to the ones in the top left corner of the pic. Red is my favorite color and I had a lot of red clothes. It's very rare that I wear heels now. I'm all about comfort with my neck and back issues. <br />My mom made some of her own dresses back in her younger years and one was even put in the paper after winning a contest. :) My great-grandmother made her own patterns for her dresses. Kyle can sew better than me. lol I didn't get the sewing gene, wish I did.Marie https://www.blogger.com/profile/09889949311329427053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-631784339426764512017-02-13T07:54:43.969-05:002017-02-13T07:54:43.969-05:00Sandra what great memories of years gone by. You k...Sandra what great memories of years gone by. You know I love those red shoes.<br />100 years ago I was shopping for red shoes, sales person approached me I asked if she had red shoes...you know what she said to me, "ladies don't wear red shoes"! I love red always have but a tiny piece of me wonders if that sales person lit a fire under my hidden rebellious streak.<br />I was embarrassed. If someone said that to me 10 years later I would have jumped on them like white on rice. <br />Hugs CeciliaMy Mind's Eyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12014097754516123017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-46581033386112289552017-02-13T06:52:11.433-05:002017-02-13T06:52:11.433-05:00Good morning, great memories. I like the shirt dre...Good morning, great memories. I like the shirt dresses, they seem to be popular now too. I used to love the Dr. Scholls sandals. Some of my first part time jobs were right after school and I went to work in my catholic school uniform. Have a happy Monday and new week ahead!eileeninmdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00070309645796725309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-81074642591384520262017-02-13T05:34:04.774-05:002017-02-13T05:34:04.774-05:00I don't think I've ever owned a pair of re...I don't think I've ever owned a pair of red shoes. I did however have a pair of those Dr. Scholls that are in the middle of the top picture.<br />I squandered a lot of my early paychecks on clothes too. I started working (part time jobs) when I was 13. With working papers you could do that. I remember wanting a pair of pants that my father wouldn't give me the money for so I saved my lunch money for weeks and used it to buy them.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12886333496997952719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-80434312483941013612017-02-13T05:09:38.691-05:002017-02-13T05:09:38.691-05:00I have never owned a pair of red shoes. I sure en...I have never owned a pair of red shoes. I sure enjoyed your memories and the photos. When I was 18 or so, I found a YELLOW pair of heels to match a suit I had!!! Crazy of me to buy a pair of shoes that I only had one outfit to match! lolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5435521207575893989.post-88060868969440664222017-02-13T01:18:01.840-05:002017-02-13T01:18:01.840-05:00Long live the tent dress! I had the cutest one in ...Long live the tent dress! I had the cutest one in shades of blue paisley. Bought in a DRUG STORE! Yes, back then drug stores even had clothes, and cute ones at that.I had the red shoes of course. And pink ones and bone ones. Once I started working, I could buy any kind I liked. A story I will never forget is about a pair of yellow shoes that were like ballet flats. Thin soled and soft, they came in a clear case folded up. All the adults hated them, so they must have been a present from going to the doctor or something. I never got to wear them, only the hated saddle shoes. One morning I came downstairs ready for school with the yellow shoes on. It was RAINING. I told my mom I was wearing them. I defied her. She chased me up the steps, cornered me, and gave me a whooping. Right in front of my friend who had come to walk to school with me. Once I started working, I bought a whole wardrobe of shoes and matching purses. So that is MY shoe story. you and I both worked while we lived at home, and could buy whatever clothes we wanted.Ginny Hartzlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09329131153403895625noreply@blogger.com