Showing posts with label catholic school uniforms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label catholic school uniforms. Show all posts

12/23/2007

Catholic School Uniforms

Sexy Catholic School Girl Uniform
School uniforms in the 1960’s never looked like this. And what a shame for more kids would have signed up for Catholic grade school. At least more boys would have.
In the 1960’s and early 70’s, school uniforms were a dress code requirement that had to be worn by both the girls and the boys. Come to think of it, the nuns and priests also had a dress code. Perhaps these unhappy souls forced us to wear a uniform since they had too.

Anyway, for the boys, the uniform consisted of the following.

Dress shoes. No tennis shoes allowed unless it was recess time. The shoes could be tied or the very popular ‘Penny Loafer” type. (You bought the loafers and wedged a penny into the slot at the top of the shoes) (You know, they also came from Penny's department store as well.) (Some rich kids would put dimes in the slots, but they were really rich)

Dress pants. No blue jeans or shorts allowed. The pants had to be either dark blue or black. No color variations permitted. (Made it easier to blend in when you did something wrong however)

White button down shirt. The only option permitted was short sleeve or long sleeve.

Sweaters were optional and had to coordinate with the uniform. Hence, a blue or a black sweater only. And you had to bring a note from home that you were wearing a sweater that day. (There were times a child received detention for wearing a sweater without a written signed note from home.)

Tie. A tie completed the ensemble. Most of the ties worn were the fake variety. (Clip on ties) Only the rich kids wore real ties. The big fad was the scarf tie, (A scarf with a gold ring inserted at both ends to secure it. Sort of made the boys look like catholic cowboys. Whatever the hell that looks like) (Come to think of it, these scarf ties with the gold rings could have been the prototype for the very first “Prince Albert.” Get it, dick head!)

There was also a ritual that went on during recess concerning the ties. For some reason, as soon as we got outside, we went for the throats of our fellow students ripping their ties off and throwing them hoping that the wind would somehow catch them and sail away. The kid would immediately scramble for his tie to secure it back in place. (God forbid a nun would see you out of uniform) No one was safe. Not even the rich kids with real ties. In fact, they paid a heavier price than the rest of us. When their ties were yanked from their neck, their heads came with them.

For the girls, the uniform consisted of the following.
Black shoes. Most were black patent leather. And every Catholic school boy from the 60’s knew that black patent leather shoes reflected up. (I won’t explain, either you know, or you don’t know)

White socks or stockings. Only the rich girls were stockings.
A dark blue or black plead skirt and suspenders. (Yes, these uniforms were uber sexy, left everything to the imagination) The skirt had to be touching below the knee for it to be within legal parameters. The Nuns would check the “Slutty” (Usually the rich girls) girls each day to make sure they were in compliance. If not, they had to wear the nun cape, (The nuns wrap, which was huge and wrapped around any kid like a blanket) until a parent or older sister or brother could bring the proper uniform for them to change in to.

A white button blouse. Again, the only option was long sleeve or short sleeve.

Sweater. See above. Same rules applied for the girls on sweaters.

There we were, all dressed exactly like each other, with folded hands on our desks ready to learn about the wonders of the Catholic faith. Rich and poor kids alike. As if somehow this was important to Jesus, or to our faith. A man who wore a robe and sandals with a beard and long hair.



LURKING ON THE GRASSY KNOLL

10/06/2007

Catholic Bad Habits


 Going to Catholic grade school in the 1960's was difficult enough. Adding angry nuns was a recipe of pure Hell. The nuns were vicious, without mercy. I knew my mission in life the day I pulled Sister Ann Teresa's habit off her head. I had to know what secret treasures lay hidden beneath. The Grassy Knoll Institute conspiracy began. 

Growing Up Catholic In the 1960's Archives Below:

Since 1965 06/14/2018
Sister Mary Bad-Ass Could Play For The NY Yankee's 11/14/2012
The Ursuline High School Band (Circa 1942) 12/23/2011
Do Black Patent Leather Shoes Really Reflect Up 04/09/2011
Catholic Nuns Unveiled 07/28/2010
Another Reason To Hate Catholic Nuns 01/25/2010
Catholic Nun Mafia Of The 1960's 01/12/2010
Special Talent Day 08/06/2009
Altar Boys Secret Society - Serving Mass 07/19/2009
Anatomy Of A Catholic Mass 08/19/2008
My First Holy Communion 07/14/2008
Nuns On The Run 05/27/2008
My First Confession 04/13/2008
Sexy Nun Punishment 03/04/2008
Catholic School Uniforms 12/23/2007
What Lies Beneath A Nuns Robe 12/13/2007 
Nuns Plotting My Eternal Damnation 11/23/2007
Annual Catholic Spelling Bee 11/17/2007
A Gaggle Of Nuns 11/13/2007
A Question About Noah 11/11/2007
Dare To Dream 11/05/2007
My Catholic Permanent Record 11/03/2007
4th Grade Class Picture - 1969-1970 11/01/2007
Pre-Cana Marriage Classes 11/01/2007
Sexiest Catholic Nun Ever 10/28/2007
Confetti Bandit Strikes Again 10/22/2007
Managing Venial And Mortal Sins 10/19/2007
All Catholics Are Right Handed 10/14/2007
Flute-O-Phone Concert 10/13/2007
The Holy Trinity 10/12/2007
Altar Boys Secret Society 10/11/2007
God Is All Powerful 10/10/2007
Curious Thing About Adam And Eve 10/08/2007
The Catholic Nun Habit 10/07/2007

  LURKING, RELIGIOUSLY, ON THE GRASSY KNOLL