I’m a member of a Facebook group for people who live or once lived in the small town in the mountains of North Carolina where I grew up.
I’ve observed an interesting sociological phenomenon here. People who no longer live there have fond memories of the town; those who still live there do a lot of whining about how great things used to be, but it’s now gone to hell in a handbasket. Actually, that applies more to the people who never left. Many people I know left and then returned by choice. They love the town and the surroundings, but don’t think it’s the one and only place in the world to be. Nor do they think it’s been ruined by(pick one) tourists or the government. I’m not sure what conclusion can be drawn from this, but something surely could be. All I can conclude is that you have much fonder memories if you left, than if you stayed. I wonder why?
In any case, I innocently did a post asking if the women in the group remembered two particular hair care products: home perms by Toni, and the gel Dippity Do. (They still make that, by the way.) You cannot imagine how that question morphed into all sorts of memories of must-haves of the 60’s. From hair to perfume to clothes. I’m talking about the early to mid-60’s here, not the later 60’s with the influence of the hippy movement.
Here is a partial list of products and apparel:
Tame crème rinse. Breck and Prell shampoo. Breck had “Breck girls” in their magazine ads. Ordinary girls, just like you and me! We could be a Breck girl too, picked out of a crowd for our shiny hair!
Sleeping (or not much) in big round hair rollers (sometimes with brushes!) so our hair would be curly in the morning. If your hair was long enough, you could dispense with the rollers and use empty frozen orange juice cans. Rinsing your hair in beer to give it body. Using lemon juice to lighten it.
Perfumes: Interlude. White Shoulders. (You weren’t allowed to wear the heavier stuff your mother had–Estee Lauder. Jungle Gardenia. Chanel #5). Canoe or Brute for your boyfriend.
These are great memories and have been a lot of fun for everyone who answered. But, I don’t miss those days of thinking we had to own or use a particular product to be worthy. I’ve never seen the show Mad Men, but I might watch it. That was truly the golden age of advertising. And we were more gullible. They still make Bass Weejuns, by the way. I looked.