Ok, sorry guys, but I think I've determined I'm the baby in this bunch. Hot Pants were in 7th grade. Can't remember any disco music.
I started hitting the disco in Winter of '77. No one - and I mean NO ONE - would have been caught dead in a pair of bell bottoms. And 76/77 was the beginning of the great disco music here. The pants were an obligatory "stove pipe" - straight up and down, no flare, no taper. I think I gave one of my boob tubes to my flat chested friend and I think the other is still in a dresser drawer. Why? No find memories - pure torture. Only wore each one once, 34C's squished into a shiny spandex, "one size fits all" tube proved an engineering disaster. Push up bras with a low cut peasant blouse from shiny fabric and cotton/polyester crepe back satin for those stove pipe pants with a 37" or 38"inseam to accommodate the platform 4"heels. Large hoop earrings.
Favorite dress: shiny Qiana nylon in medium blue, almost a circle skirt - no gathers at the waist, to accentuate its tiny proportion, sleeveless yet shoulder seams extended and a plunging neckline that stopped 2" above my navel. Strategically placed brooch which kept the girls covered while making the cleavage worthy of a spotlight.
I'd settle for just a hint of a reminder of that tiny waist......sigh...........alas, nowhere to be found.......