The 50s helped start it for me too. I remember my Catholic elementary school putting on sock hops. We young first and second graders sat in the auditorium while the big kids (i.e. 5th and 6th graders) got to wear poodle skirts or dress as greasers and sing "Leader of the Pack", "Let's Go To the Hop", "No Particular Place To Go", etc. I begged my mother to make me a poodle skirt. I already had the saddle shoes and borrowed my grandmother's ascots. My mother made me full skirts, but she left out the poodle motif, thinking that I'd grow out of it. Sorry, Mom...but it's been years since then and I still want a poodle skirt lol