I was 12 years old when I first saw Carly Simon on the cover of her "No Secrets" album. It was 1972, the '60s spilling into the '70s, and Carly wore the era on her sleeve. Her style was a hippie-chic synthesis of Rolling Stone and Ms. magazines — long hair, floppy hat, shoulder bag, no bra. Most of all I remember the open face that made her seem more like a fun big sister than an aloof rock star.