Having already announced that I remember LBJ’s presidency, I can no longer deny that I was around for the Disco Era. Not only was I around, I was something of a Disco Diva back in the day. I had the polyester pantsuits, the Mr. Brady white-person afro (no, all pictures have been destroyed – I hope!) and, above all, the Candies shoes.
I’d like to invite all the ladies of a certain age to join me on a walk down memory lane – but be careful, you can break your ankle in those things! Do we all recall how hot we looked walking in them? Limping is such a good look for most of us. And I’m sure I wasn’t the only one whose toes went numb after a full evening at Big Daddy’s in my Candies.
So before you start making fun of guys in wife beaters and lowhung baggy pants or girls with blue hair, pull out that 1978 yearbook and take a look!