Dottie Mae Brooks

Our authority on Sunday best

Dottie Mae could fold a bobby sock with her eyes closed and once won a twist contest in a poodle skirt her mother sewed from a Simplicity pattern. She covers the fashions, fads, and crazes that swept the nation — from coonskin caps to hula hoops to the great disappearing hat.

Her gloves are white, her seams are straight, and her charm bracelet can be heard from a block away. She regrets nothing, except perhaps the beehive of ’63.