Women of my generation have to thank Britney Spears for at least one fashion coup: she has given the country amnesia about how we dressed as kids. Blinded by her bare midriff, we have apparently forgotten about our own fashion choices--the hot pants, micro-minis, platform shoes, crop tops, tank tops and hip huggers so tight we had to lie down to get them zipped.
Or am I the only girl who, when faced with the epic decision of what to wear to school during the spring of 1974, decided to go with the tube top? As I waited for the...
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