tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post7833995978302614749..comments2023-11-10T04:19:45.677-08:00Comments on American Duchess: V100: Vintage Girl Scouts - Another 1912/2012 CentennialLauren Stowellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00462200065542930752noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-83064019461021118822012-04-11T23:01:14.641-07:002012-04-11T23:01:14.641-07:00I hated wearing the whole get-up too. My mom fina...I hated wearing the whole get-up too. My mom finally let me wear jeans or shorts, but I still had to wear the proper shirt, tie, and sash or vest, while the other girls just wore their sashes.Lauren Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-36312756743962760232012-04-11T22:59:30.047-07:002012-04-11T22:59:30.047-07:00Your Sears had a girl scouts corner? Cool! We had ...Your Sears had a girl scouts corner? Cool! We had a specific girl scout building where we had to buy our gear. I remember those knee sock flashes, oh yes, I coveted those.Lauren Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-22751977302788428022012-04-11T22:58:19.179-07:002012-04-11T22:58:19.179-07:00I never learned to throw a tomahawk! /jealous. Th...I never learned to throw a tomahawk! /jealous. That's a wonderful lineage to have with your historical re-enactment. I don't know where my interest came from...maybe there was something back in my girl scout days, like yours, that sparked it, too :-)Lauren Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-85779732639717814712012-04-11T22:57:13.035-07:002012-04-11T22:57:13.035-07:00I hear that! I had tons of badges too, TONS. It w...I hear that! I had tons of badges too, TONS. It was fierce competition in every troop I was a part of - somebody was always more of a badge-hound than me. It was intense.Laurennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-46131578547958914302012-04-11T22:56:17.516-07:002012-04-11T22:56:17.516-07:00Good grooming, yes please, although the time it ta...Good grooming, yes please, although the time it takes to style proper mid-century hair, UGH.Lauren Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-81866724529980087902012-04-11T22:55:22.637-07:002012-04-11T22:55:22.637-07:00That uniform is fantastic!!! What a find!That uniform is fantastic!!! What a find!Lauren Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-57147974336767011682012-04-11T22:54:57.663-07:002012-04-11T22:54:57.663-07:00Bwahaha! Oh dear, but I know the feeling. I was n...Bwahaha! Oh dear, but I know the feeling. I was never kicked out, but also had the precocious vocabulary and "ideas" of my own, especially when it came to how to do crafts. I became more aware of girl scout politics later on, and finally left the scouts when it became more about makeup and doll-making than camping and the outdoors. /sigh .Laurennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-48810940204111686142012-04-11T22:52:16.386-07:002012-04-11T22:52:16.386-07:00Yeah, my golden macaroni-covered pencil box was th...Yeah, my golden macaroni-covered pencil box was the bomb too, or so I thought, haha. I frustrated my scout leader, Susan, to no end. I think she was glad when we moved to a different part of town...Lauren Rnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-63934695643645828192012-04-11T22:20:43.402-07:002012-04-11T22:20:43.402-07:00Let's hear it for those who march to a differe...Let's hear it for those who march to a different drummer!KittyKatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02026434323397509827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-68062375707852699292012-04-11T22:17:59.306-07:002012-04-11T22:17:59.306-07:00The last straw, literally, was when we made dried ...The last straw, literally, was when we made dried flower and candle centerpieces and apparently I used more than my share of material in mine. It was all nice and full, and, well, professional-looking - and the other kids' arrangements looked scrawny and homemade. I still have the picture of me looking pretty forlorn in my best dress holding up this GORGEOUS arrangement. That kid certainly needed to know how absolutely fabulous she really was!KittyKatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02026434323397509827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-46826072182256928512012-04-11T11:36:18.136-07:002012-04-11T11:36:18.136-07:00these are fantastic! I was also a girl scout, and...these are fantastic! I was also a girl scout, and I first learned to sew with my troop. We made elf costumes and helped out at Christmas time at a local shelter for women and their children leaving situations of abuse. All of the skills I learned there--baking cookies, making clothes, and participating in community projects--have stuck with me. Go Girl Scouts!<br />We never had uniforms though--these are fantastic!L. R. Sternhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02340969761566276994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-77557526387248097082012-04-10T14:23:26.845-07:002012-04-10T14:23:26.845-07:00A great reminder amid this Titanic hurricane. Than...A great reminder amid this Titanic hurricane. Thanks! And awesome pictures of course.textilehistorIEhttp://irishhistoricaltextiles.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-22646739093844650832012-04-10T06:48:37.925-07:002012-04-10T06:48:37.925-07:00I was a Girl Scout through sixth grade. My family...I was a Girl Scout through sixth grade. My family was heavily involved, all four of us kids participated and my mom led multiple troops. And while most the girls wouldn't even wear their sashes/vests, I had to wear the full get-up. I think my mom purchased my vintage brownie ensemble from a garage sale. I even had the beanie! I hated it at the time, because I wanted to be more casual like the other girls, but looking back it was really cute. :) My aunt worked for the Girl Scouts, so I went to her camp in the summer and in off-season. SO much fun. I especially loved the pine thicket forest where the girls had made 'rustic' shelters out of pine limbs. The floor was completely covered in pine straw and you couldn't see the sky, just pine trees everywhere. It was the most magical place!SMileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10350571252072307629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-90000300384978213722012-04-10T06:34:36.934-07:002012-04-10T06:34:36.934-07:00I was a Girl Scout all the way through Cadettes. ...I was a Girl Scout all the way through Cadettes. My GS uniform in the 70's was a green shirtwaist dress, sash with badges, troop number, etc, and that same hat. Oh, I did have the belt. I remember the Girl Scout corner at Sears had knee sock flashes, knee socks, and all sorts of wonderful accessories I didn't have. I do still have my mess kit and even have the box it came in. Yes, it was used often. But I saved the box for some reason. And the cotton sack with strap to carry it. My niece never was a Girl Scout, but my nephew is planning his Eagle Scout project.Karennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-65801916353820953222012-04-10T06:24:51.891-07:002012-04-10T06:24:51.891-07:00Girl Scouts are directly responsible for my career...Girl Scouts are directly responsible for my career in historic reenactment! I was a junior during grade school, kinda skipped cadets, but got involved with senior Girl scouts in high school. Our senior scout community service project was pioneer craft demonstrations at a local nature center and thru that we were invited to join a Revolutionary War reenactment group called the NorthWest Territory Alliance. Not only did I learn crafts and camping, I also got my first taste of real historic costuming and AND I learned to throw a tomahawk. I've never looked back and still see friends from my senior troop pretty regularly and participate in RevWar reenactments (among others). Not too shabby for over 30 years after leaving active Girl Scouts!Seamstrixhttp://www.facebook.com/#!/Seamstrixnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-23824495732620728592012-04-10T05:40:44.786-07:002012-04-10T05:40:44.786-07:00when I was scouting I belonged to a troup that was...when I was scouting I belonged to a troup that was big on earning badges. Then we moved and I went to a different troup. Either it was newly formed or not so big on earning badges because I was thunderstruck by how many more I had than the other girls (mine had started going on the other sleeve.) First time in my life that I felt like top girl on campus!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-81266619198923574562012-04-10T05:22:53.481-07:002012-04-10T05:22:53.481-07:00These pictures are precious! I would love to see ...These pictures are precious! I would love to see a return to good grooming - lol. I don't recall my daughter ever looking this neat and tidy. I was a brownie in the early 60's and my mom was a troop leader for a short time. Never had the pleasure of camping with the troop. Still buying those cookies though:)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03834795483116880383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-45921029954788188732012-04-09T21:57:03.811-07:002012-04-09T21:57:03.811-07:00I was a Brownie, never made it to Girl Scout. But ...I was a Brownie, never made it to Girl Scout. But I do have a fantastic 1939 uniform, don't know if you've seen it, it's pretty cool! <br /><br />http://vixenvintage.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-finally-girl-scout-kind-of.html<br /><br />xoxo<br /> SolanahSolanahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17543713717427918730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-81735424586425702872012-04-09T21:51:49.573-07:002012-04-09T21:51:49.573-07:00My Girl Scouting was regrettably short-lived as we...My Girl Scouting was regrettably short-lived as well. I fell in with a local group that also hosted several fellow elementary school students. I went on a single camping trip and participated in a single cookie sale, then... DISASTER. At a sleep-over one evening I accidentally (barely) set fire to one of the braids of a fellow scout. It was with a decorative candle and occurred within inches of the girl's mother. The victim sustained a minor trim, but the incident was the last straw. Added to my own Mother's disinterest in Girl Scout politics and my precocious vocabulary, it was enough for a dishonorable discharge. <br />But! I've kept my official Girl Scout shirt, skirt and beret (and sash), along with some non-regulation green knee socks. And I admit to trying it on not so long ago. Let's just say a few things have changed since I was 9.Thread-Headhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15993301657471657837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-14673804646041311272012-04-09T21:02:08.133-07:002012-04-09T21:02:08.133-07:00My mom put me into Girl Scouts when I was in secon...My mom put me into Girl Scouts when I was in second grade because there were only boys in our neighborhood and she thought it would be a good way for me to meet and get to know other girls. I don't remember much about the early years except going up to Camp Sherman, which was the Girl Scout camp for my area, and riding horses. I have a lot of great memories from after I became a Senior Girl Scout, like participating in a local nautical themed competition for our county. Some of the stuff I learned as a scout has even paid off as an adult (like knowing how to lash down a tent in a storm... who would've thought that that would come in handy!) I can't wait till I have a daughter and she's old enough for me to sign her up as a scout :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03966481358894211083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-2560283328944016012012-04-09T20:03:14.879-07:002012-04-09T20:03:14.879-07:00Kicked out for being too creative? Surely you were...Kicked out for being too creative? Surely you were making everyone else look bad. I was a handful too - NEVER followed craft directions. Still don't, lol.Lauren Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03547111610954587797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-67347491982337569792012-04-09T20:02:15.964-07:002012-04-09T20:02:15.964-07:00She's a cutie. Still is :-) She looks a lot l...She's a cutie. Still is :-) She looks a lot like her Dad. I should post a side-by-side comparison.Lauren Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03547111610954587797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-80334227554935543122012-04-09T20:01:14.432-07:002012-04-09T20:01:14.432-07:00You still fit into it! WOW! I certainly don't....You still fit into it! WOW! I certainly don't. I'm sure my mom still has mine somewhere. I never experience the $1.00 box o' cookies. Dang, now I really want some samoas...Lauren Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03547111610954587797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-81943262709381776432012-04-09T20:00:30.571-07:002012-04-09T20:00:30.571-07:00I remember thinking that too, but alas, no actual ...I remember thinking that too, but alas, no actual brownies were consumed :-(Lauren Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03547111610954587797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953319607326764763.post-67414706801134817192012-04-09T20:00:08.677-07:002012-04-09T20:00:08.677-07:00Mine too! I did horse camp for two years, and I wa...Mine too! I did horse camp for two years, and I was also one of the top cookie sellers. There was always that one girl who out-did me, though. ALWAYS. Grrrr, lolLauren Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03547111610954587797noreply@blogger.com