This thread is cracking me up. I grew up in the late 60's-70's. My father was super cheap about clothes and there were four of us. I had a pixie haircut and home perms done by friends of my mother. I can truly tell you, I never had a school picture where my hair was even, or normal. It was always sticking up looking awful.
There was a picture where I have on red white and blue plaid pants, a smiley face sweatshirt and an awful fur coat. It is so bad. My mother went thru huge phases of making our own clothes. My sisters and I would get matching little house style dresses. And crocheting meant lots of ponchos.
In the winter my father had this huge closet full of ugly pull on rubber boots, some had patches on them. We were supposed to go thru them and find a pair that fit. My girlfriends all had cool zipper up boots with little heels that they would slide around in. I hated my boots. Had green jeans.
This went on even in jr and sr high. My father would only buy us jeans from k-mart or sears brand. All my gf's were wearing levis, and levi cords that came in cool colors. Or before that they were wearing designer jeans like calvin kleins. I got a job as soon as I was able to buy my own clothes.
Because of that I always bought my kids clothes they liked