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"I will always love you Miss Pamela, and again a thousand apologies for the premature ejaculation."
Robert Plant (on the back of Pamela Des Barres’ book I’m With The Band)
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tylersmithx:

Miss Pamela Des Barres.
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groovythinggoing:

Pamela Des Barres
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the60sbazaar:

Pamela des Barres looking cute in a flower crown
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shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
shes-california-dreamin:

Groupies. (1970)
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Teenage Pamela Des Barres in her bedroom, c. early 1960s
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bluejean-lady:

“A real groupie is someone who loves the music and wants to do it with the guys who make it and someone who goes after what they want, so a groupie is a feminist thing. A woman who goes after what she wants is a feminist. So I’ve never been anything but a feminist. I took the birth control pill on the Strip in front of everybody and that was my statement. I control my body, I can do whatever the heck I want.” - Pamela Des Barres
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“A hippie was sort of the unwashed, unkempt kid. A freak was someone who put a lot of care and intention into their appearance, wanting to stand out instead of blend in. I was a combination flower child-freak, because the former was all about love and sharing and adoring each other and having flowers in your hair, literally, and lace and feathers and all that. I never considered myself a hippie. They’d be wearing one of those Indian madras-type skirts with her hair split down the middle, no makeup, sandals, braless - of course, we were all braless. I would have on an old vintage lace tablecloth with ribbons woven through it, feathers in my hair, loads of makeup, sequins stuck all over my face, and spike heels.” 



“A hippie was sort of the unwashed, unkempt kid. A freak was someone who put a lot of care and intention into their appearance, wanting to stand out instead of blend in. I was a combination flower child-freak, because the former was all about love and sharing and adoring each other and having flowers in your hair, literally, and lace and feathers and all that. I never considered myself a hippie. They’d be wearing one of those Indian madras-type skirts with her hair split down the middle, no makeup, sandals, braless - of course, we were all braless. I would have on an old vintage lace tablecloth with ribbons woven through it, feathers in my hair, loads of makeup, sequins stuck all over my face, and spike heels.”