Denise McCluggage - Racing History


Polka Dots have power. I scattered them over my helmet.

When I started racing in the mid-1950s, what we wore — headgear to footwear — depended more on whim and comfort than on safety. On hot days I went sleeveless and wore shorts. The low-tech Keds on my feet felt good, but more important, they came in bright colors. Helmets, however, borrowed hues from muddy newspapers — white, brown, black. Except mine.

This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://www.hagerty.com/articles-videos/articles/2014/10/17/hued-helmets