Since we're sharing our high heel stories, here's Truetone Stratoscope from 1972: http://www.pbase.com/geary/image/86712900 http://www.pbase.com/geary/image/86

Since we're sharing our high heel stories, here's Truetone Stratoscope from 1972: http://www.pbase.com/geary/image/86712900 http://www.pbase.com/geary/image/86712900 I had a whole collection of hippie outfits back in the day. My mom thought I was gay, but I just liked colorful clothing. Back then, you were straight or you were weird - where "straight" meant "didn't do drugs"... I was proud to be weird! I got my hippie nickname from the back of an old radio I saw at a garage sale: Equipped with Truetone Stratoscope Eliminates aerial and ground https://www.google.com/search?q=truetone+stratoscope&tbm=isch https://www.google.com/search?q=truetone+stratoscope&tbm=isc... Here's a photo from five years later when I took my mom flying: http://www.pbase.com/geary/image/120224799 http://www.pbase.com/geary/image/120224799 This was more of my disco phase, I suppose. I have very fond memories of the young lady who made the flying wings necklace for me! :-) And I still had some kind of eye for color - I didn't notice until a couple of years ago that I'd totally color-coordinated my clothes with the airplane!