Much of what I know of haute couture I gleaned from shopping at the Easy Bargain Center in Syracuse, NY. It was the store of choice for those families of cultured taste and classic style. Once one blew the dust off the “designer” apparel and shoo’d the mice back into the crevices, there was a veritable plethora of stuff from which to select. Funny, I never felt as if I was less dressed than my peers in school … quite possibly because most of them shopped in the same “boutiques.” What clothing we didn’t get from my cousins or Mrs. Hookway’s Rummage Shop, we got there. I always find it amusing to note that my pajamas were handed down from my cousin, David Gordon. I simply assumed that all jammies had a fly front!!! People have to be taught to be snobs and wastrels. Few truly comprehend the vast difference between WANT and NEED any more. Sad, methinks.