I did not have a van, or wear Birkenstocks and tie-dyes.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't wear leather, wool, or silk.
For my prom, I wore a white suit with a burgundy shirt, tie and cummerbund, along with white shoes, a white trilby and a cane. I was extra fly that day.
I did not have any money, so when I came to New York, I just dressed myself with whatever I could find and the Army-Navy store.
I grew up all around the world, and when I settled in a suburb in America, I didn't have any idea what I was supposed to wear.
In the early Seventies, I had shoulder-length hair, bell-bottom pants, love beads and shirts that laced up at the front. But then I smartened up.
I've never been to a black-tie thing in my life. I didn't even go to my prom.
I didn't wear jeans for, like, a decade of my life.
They were without clothes before I got there, and they were without clothes when I left.
I put headlights in Ford vans. I still drive a Ford.
I was a show-off as a kid. I was wearing bow ties and matching coloured trousers.