In the 60's (Grade 9) I bought a pair of Wool Houndstooth Trousers. Unfortunately, I went to Don Valley Ski Hill (long gone) and ripped them skiing down the hill. Who would ever go skiing in freakin wool houndstooth trousers - stupid fashionable me. I never skied again (smirk). Good memories though with Ann, Shirley (Jan?), Nuge, Banger (what a nickname - UGH!), Wally and Fred. Here is a pair of vintage ones that were just like mine:
Thursday, January 19, 2012
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