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November 20, 2007

Women at home in the ’50s

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Women at home in the ’50s

(Edited from contributions to the Stockings HQ discussion forum)

– I have been dying to know the answer to the following question about the ’50s and ’60s: did women at the house kick their shoes off often when watching TV, doing housework, etc, or was the stockinged foot something to keep in the shoes at all times and all places?

– Yes, indeed, women in the ’50s and ’60s doffed their shoes liberally, depending on the woman of course. Some kept them on all the time and only rarely would you see them slip them off (always a great moment) when they, for example, would be changing from very feminine winter calf-length boots to their pumps, or from pumps to slippers. But other women would take their shoes off when entering someone’s home. This was especially true during parties, or in winter if they hadn’t brought their indoor shoes along.

I can remember groups of women in parties at our home, all with their shoes off, and of course otherwise dressed-up to the nines. It was a foot-fetishist’s delight, and I believe this was the “formative” period in my life (circa 1958-59) when I developed my stocking foot fetish. Women, bar none (or only the real eccentric), wore nylons. This was anywhere, anytime, anyplace.

I can remember my friends’ mothers vaccuuming the house, with their FFs rolled down to their calves because they didn’t feel like hiking them up. I can remember women skating in fur coats and exposed nyloned legs protruding from their white skates. I can remember women at church in furs and fur-fringed winter slush boots with their seamed tanned legs. I can remember taking a girl I had a crush on in 1965 to the skating rink and changing her skates for her and putting on white socks over her nyloned feet. I can remember women wearing jeans or capri pants with RHTs and exposed heel and toe slippers. I can remember women taking off their shoes and putting their feet up on hassocks or reclining on the couch with their shoes off in their lovely RHT’ed feet. I can remember teachers taking off their shoes getting up on chairs to pin up charts for class projects, in beautiful RHT’ed feet. I can remember department store clerks changing mannequins in display windows in their exposed RHT’ed feet because the flooring was so delicate. I can remember numerous pairs of tanned stockings dangling from backyard laundry lines.

I can remember how it was a sign of “growing up” and becoming a “young lady” when a mother bought her daughter stockings for the first time and, instead of wearing white knee socks and strapped shoes, from now on the young lady’s legs were in “sheers” and “lady’s pumps”. Certainly adolescent girls always thought themselves “more sophisticated” when they wore nylons… Yup, it was quite a time, of which you can certainly be sure I have fond memories. Alas – the sadness – but those days are gone forever.

– Your memories poured like poetry. Your reminiscences of those beautiful times were so elegantly formed, so simply expressed that those of us who lived them are instantly transported back in time to the golden age of hosiery and those of us who didn’t get a keen sense of what once was and could be again. You have written a mini-masterpiece of stockings memories and in so doing have raised the standard for all of us. Bravo, my friend. Well done!

– I can recall many times seeing the ladies kick back and take it easy in their stockinged feet. The girls in school would remove their shoes in the classroom and show off their stockinged feet. So would some of the teachers! :-)

– I also can recall my mom putting her RHT stockinged feet up to rest, on a cushioned stool or something in the house.

Stockings were almost out of style when I was just turned 13, but I do recall seeing my teachers wearing them as it was required during most of my school years. I think too I vaguely recall it being sort of special to get to wear stockings, but my first pair were red fishnet stockings and I got teased by the boys so much that I didn’t take to liking stockings until just nine and a half months ago.

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