Does anyone remember underwear from the sixties that was all the rage. They were called pantaloons and they were frilly lacy or semi plain longer underwear for young ladies. Do you remember Fish Net Stockings too. I use to wear those all the time along with my PL's. Now adays young ladies underwear is held together with flossing thread. I tried those panties with the floss going up the crack of my behind and I have to tell you my butt cheeks were not at all happy hanging out in the air with no covering on them. Hey if Rosie O'Donnell can wear that kind of underwear why shouldn't I! After and hour of wearing the crackers panties I figured If a good wind came by and my skirt ended up flapping in the wind I might be caught in a butt exposing situation and I couldn't have that happen. At least not until I had someone draw a smilie face on my behind to make it look like I was wearing underwear if the skirt flipped up. ! After a day of wearing these panties I retired them to the rag box under my kitchen sink ladies even though there wasn't enough material there to dust a salt shaker with.
I guess I will stick to my pantaloons that I still have from when I was in high school. Who knows, maybe the panteloons will come back in style. I will be in all my glory then

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Dolly, don't you want to be risque'? That was too funny. I thought that pantaloons were from an earlier era though. Of course, just because I didn't wear them doesn't mean that I am right.

Ok the smile face thought just made me spit coffee on the monitor. Too funny. Thank you for starting my day off with a laugh.
By the way didn't they call those 60's panties, petti pants. Seem to remember my sister couldn't live if she didn't have some.

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Oh Dolly! That is so funny... You took the words right out of my mouth (but much funnier than me!). LOL.

We are all showing our age. Yes, I remember them. We also had little outfits that the length of top was to the end of your fingers (real short ) and it had matching "hot" pants with them.

We had a dean of girls in high school that if you had to go to her with an absentee note she would take out a tape measurer and see how short the skirt was. I remember black fishnet stocking, polished white sneakers, tight short black skirt, white buttondown shirt and teased hair. Used to leave my house in the morning with a kerchief on my head and take it off outside so my mother didnt see how high my hair was. the only thing was we never did the back of our hair. the girls who teased their hair were called fusco and the girls who had the long straight hair were the coleege. anyone remember that?

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they we indeed called petti pants in california but the boys all called them "beaver cheaters"
I remember haveing crepe paper stapled to the bottoms of my mini skirts by my principle, because the hem didn't touch the floor when you were on your knees!!! I wore a lot of crepe paper until i learned to roll up my regular skirts at the waist band to make them a mini

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All this talk about petti pants and super teased hair is making me think of the movie "Hairspray"! The John Waters version of course, not the new one.

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I never heard the pantaloons called petti pants in my part of the world but then again we seem to be behind the times in this little armpit of New York State where I live. I went to Catholic School and can relate to the ruler measuring the skirt episodes. Every day class by class, girl by girl had to stand in a straight line while Sister Mary Clairol took it upon herself to tape measure the lenghts of the ugliest uniforms this side of Hillary Clintons Old College Wardrobe, that we had to wear.
If you were caught with the hem of your skirt right above the knee bone you got a crack of the wooden ruler and a weeks worth of detention in the School Chapel contemplating your sin of immodesty.
Unbeknownst to me while I spent many a day whooping it up in the Chapel when my friends came by to help me repent ( grin ) I didn't know that some of the school priests were hiding in the confessional boxes situated against the chapel walls waiting to break up our little gatherings ( so they claim) . One old padre turned us in to The Head Honcho for my chapel detention turned hootnannys and we were all marched to the Principals Office to face the the big guy himself.
Being the Spitfire that I was at that time I shouted to the rooftops that if Monsignor Peter punished me I would tell everyone that he and Sister Mary Clairol were doing the dirty in the hall closet after school hours or whenever the urge struck them so my punishment sentence was commuted to cleaning the nuns residence on school property for a week. But thats another story! and what a story it is !

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Where I was from they were petti pants. I never heard of the term beaver cheaters, but that reminds me of a funny story.... In my high school our librarian was about 90 years old and wanted dead silence in the library. We we went to the library the guys would hurry to one side of the tables so that the girls would have to sit on the opposite side of the library ub the chairs that faced the boys. This was so if a lesson was going on the teacher or librarian could see everyones face. The girls hated this because this gave the boys a great "view" of all of us in our mini skirts (at the time my high school did not allow girls to wear slacks).
Well after a few weeks of this and the boys giggling, and winking at you in the halls afterward a friend of mine had had enough. She said she felt like she was being put on display to be made fun of and no one would do anything about it. We had a mal guidance counselor so none of us felt comfortable telling a "man" what was going on, or our parents.
Needless to say I told you she had had enough. One day she came to class a little late with a pass and of course ended up having to sit in the seat the gave the "Best view", other seats had poles obstructing the complete view, etc.
She had put all her books, notebooks and items on the table and was ready to sit down ( and the boys on the other side of the room sat practically with their tongues hanging out) and then hesitated. She left her items, stood up straight, head held high, shoulders back and strolled to the area of tables where the boys were waiting in great anticipation. We girls watched inquisitively in confusion. All of a sudden she stopped in the dead center of the group of guys, hesitated momentarily, and then quickly took hold of the front hem of her skirt and lifting it up to her chin as she glared at the group snarling, "HERE............Take a good look!!!!!
The girls cheered, the librarian nearly fainted, the boys sat dumbfounded, the teacher set her directly to the principal....basically all hell broke loose. Finally several girls were also called in the confirm the "viewing" sessions that had been going on for weeks. Nothing happened to anyone basically. The boys got lectured and watched movieds on predators or something in boys gym class, and the school I think probably just wanted the whole thing to go away.
I have to admit.....if I would have had to write an essay at any time that year on a hero.... My friend would have been the subject of my essay!

Cute story, Polalxa!!

I don't exactly remember petti pants. I did have underwear that had the days of the week on them though.

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I remember those white knee high boots that the teenagers wore.

Also remember seeing some "OLDER " women wearing them.
The older women that wanted to look young.

I had those white knee high boots when I was in jr. high school....and my white ones laced up the front. I wore them with a little dress thing with a slit up the front and a pair of hot pants (short shorts) underneath. My mom made the outfit for me....and I had two of them...one I wore with the white boots and the other with the black boots....both patent leather of course....

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