Playing Doctor: Scrubs & Beyond
I was reading Slip's post about how fashionable scrubs are now
and it got me thinking... Maybe scrubs are the new aprons.
But more than that, I'm thinking hubby needs some scrubs. I'm tired of him ruining all his jeans and shirts with all this projects -- not to mention when we do Science In The Kitchen stuff with the kids. The Landau scrubs lab coats
would be especially cool for that. (He always has reminded me of Beaker the Muppet. ...And then we could play doctor. They're only $20. Such thrills!)
Come to think of it, I wish they made scrubs in kids sizes. Science In The Kitchen gets messy sometimes.
Practicality of scrubs aside, I'm loving the kitschy fun of scrubs. There's the NASCAR scrubs
, a ladybug print
, cheeky monkeys
, candy corn printed scrubs
And yup, Betty Boop
Get yer Cherokee scrub pants
, Landau medical scrubs
, at Scrubs & Beyond.
Labels: cool, fashion, medical
Modern Woman Monday: Wippette -- Wippette Real Good
Hires Root Beer Package, 1890
Hoop-Dee-Doo, Time To Tie One On!
Why Christmas Tights Are Important For Little Girls
Honey, I Shrunk The Santa
Trade Your Spaceship For Christmas Lights?
This Is How The World's Greatest Entertainer Gets Into His Car
It's 1973, What's Rick Springfield Doin'?
Skin Cancer For Christmas? You Shouldn't Have!
Garters On Maids Are Sexy
Have Yourself A Retro Little Christmas
Giant Thinks Jack A Killer-Diller
Clothespin Desk Organizer
Now I Know Why They're Called Go-Go Boots
Reminds Me Of Sarah Palin
I totally remember kitschy retro bathroom decor -- and being embarrassed by it whenever some friend's mom had put 'potty people' on display in her bathroom. Mainly it was wall plaques of folks taking baths, little boys with bums sticking out of drop-bottom pjs, and lots of things with toilet paper themes. I did not find them cute, but wildly inappropriate. I remember on more than occasion pondering just how badly I had to pee -- and was it worth going into that bathroom with the 'potty people'.
I still cringe and say Eeeeiiwwww
. Which is why when I spotted a pair of such wall plaques at the thrift store, I did not buy them.
I was both brave enough & amused enough to take photos of the girl applying lipstick to the family dog tho. (Even if she has exposed her bare bottom.) For some reason both the little girl applying lipstick to her dog -- and wildly inappropriate bathroom decor -- remind me of Sarah Palin.
Labels: bathroom, beauty, creepy, decorating, Did Not Buy, dogs, kitsch, retro
Long Hair Saucer Chair
Discovered at WalMart last night (and apparently sold out this morning; I called to get more info to find a link for you -- how dedicated am I?!), the Long Hair Saucerchair. I bet it's more fun to say than to sit in. In truth, I just keep saying long-hair-saucer-chair over and over again -- but have no
desire to sit in it.
This was the closest I could find
to the chair. They make them for pets too
, of course -- it would be cool to train a dog to take to his chair at the command of "Long Hair Saucer Chair."
Labels: cool, decorating, furniture, retro style, space age
The Boys Refused To Do Their Homework
The Forecast For Santa's Lap: Wet With A Chance Of Tinkertoys
It's Easy To See Which Snowman Wears The Pants In The Family
Ticky-tacky paper flowers cheerfully scare away goth girls and other nightmares. Or maybe they cause nightmares. I know Fire Marshal Bill would see this as literal over-kill, what with paper flowers being so flammable.
In any case, if you really need instructions for it let me know. But it's cutting paper
, people; not rocket surgery -- so I may mock you when sending the info.
Also in that first issue of Good Housekeeping Needlecraft magazine
Labels: 1960s, crafting, decorating, kitsch, retro
Of Music, Technology & Kids Today :sigh:
The new Jensen JiMS 525i
may be a great iPod dockable HD Radio, but as technology leaps ever forward, I can't help but feel
nostalgic. Sure, I use the Internet (far too much, according to some), but I can't help but feel that kids today are missing out. Take music, for example.
So many makers of today's music machines, like the new Jensen JiMS 525i
, are selling themselves on the the benefit of iTunes Tagging
. "How many times have you heard a song on the radio you’d really like to hear again?"
they say. "Wouldn't it be great if you could tag that song and buy it?"
Everyone knows that one of the many joys of music, along with the often related ear worm song, is the nagging annoyance of 'knowing' a song, but being unable to name it or who recorded it.
Honestly. It's a thrill.
There's a satisfaction in ending the auditory blackout -- remembering the name -- right as you walk into the record shop, before
you have to ask some clerk and show your ignorance in public. And I love waking up at 3 A.M., sitting straight up in bed and uttering, "Power Station!" before passing out again with a sigh. Maybe I'll remember that in the morning; maybe not. But for now, I got it, damnit.
This deficit on the part of the general population to recall the song's title and artist even when listening to it
forces you to listen to the radio announcers (even today on those new music stations
), just to hear them identify the song. You beat your fist on the dashboard in frustration when they didn't -- and rhythmically on the steering wheel as you repeated the title/artist mantra out loud when they did (yes, all the way to the record shop). If you were home alone on a Saturday night, you could even call into the radio station and ask... The final nail on your loser coffin. This alone made DJs vital to your life.
But, again, sometimes you couldn't count on the DJ for help. You just wandered, frustrated and annoyed until you found one of those rare and annoying but necessary walking encyclopedias of musical knowledge -- those who can who can hear, process & recall such info (along with band, album name, and concert date at CBGB's). We need these geeks of music. And they know it. Hence their egos.
Now the chips on the shoulders of those who do not recall as well have been replaced by some computer chip.
Sure, it's cleaner, easier, and costs your pride less to hold up a device and get the answer than it is to humbly ask your local music knowledge god. But the computer chip has no great stories.
It won't regale you with tales of rock concerts.
Or of staying home one night after being dumped and polishing off a six-pack of Zimas solo while listening to November Rain
over and over again until you could get pissed enough (emotionally & alcohol-wise) to angrily sing-scream along with I Used To Love Her
(Axel Rose sure knew how to musically score a love life -- or so I'm told. I never did that, of course. It's just an example... From my, uh, friend's life.)
Sooner or later we all have the thrill of playing music knowledge god too. Eventually a friend doesn't know the latest release by the hottest new artist -- but you do. And then you get to express your superiority & snark as you reply, "How do you not know of The The
?!" followed by a "sheesh!" or a sigh and the mandatory eyeball roll.
Without these mental musical blanks in the minds of your friends, how would you ever get that opening to tell the story of why you'll never-ever forget the Pet Shop Boys' or West End Girls
-- because that song sooo
reminds you of the night you were sooo
drunk you woke up in the dorm's girls' bathroom, staring at the "janitor's" shoes. (He said he was the janitor, but what janitor wears patent leather shoes to his job?)
How else will we be able to share these stories?
Oh yeah... Blogs.
But then, it's not quite the same as being asked -- and I have no idea if you're even listening.
Labels: 1980s, cult classics, music, records, retro, stuff, tech
Modern Woman Monday: A Margaret Sanger Rhyme
Retro Love Is... Panties
Love Is... Needing One Another.
Huh. That's funny, I thought love was kneading
one another... Oh wait, that's lust. I'm always mixing those two up.
Labels: fashion, kitsch, retro, romance
Advice On Collecting Snow Globes
High-Five Friday - Thanks & Christmas Kitsch
1 & 2
Thanks to both Boing Boing
for linking to the pixie pajama bag! 3
Hey, did you know I was interviewed over at Marty's ephemera blog
? Thanks to Marty, you can now get deeper inside my twisted little mind. (You know you want to!)4
Shawnee at Kinsanity has a cool campy Christmas series called The Holidays Are For...5
Friday Night Lists has posted a Top 10 Bits of Christmas Kitsch
.Want to give high-fives too?
Sure you do!
Labels: Christmas, collecting, high-five fridays, kitsch
Craft-Scan Friday: Twin Martian Dolls
From McCall's Needlework & Crafts
, Spring/Summer 1971, instructions for making these twin Martian dolls. I'm in lurve
with the see-thru plastic dress on the female Martian.
Labels: 1970s, cool, Craft-Scan Fridays, crafting, dolls, free patterns, knitting, retro, space age
Make A Mammy (& Pappy) Racist Utensil Rack
Go ahead, I double-dog dare you.
As a white girl, I don't think I should even own these instructions and pattern from a vintage set of Coping Saw Carpentry For Boys & Girls
cards... As I've said, Black Americana isn't something I feel good about collecting myself
Whoopie, if you're reading this, I'll gladly send this to you for your collection. Free, of course.
Labels: collecting, crafting, free patterns, kitchen, racist, vintage
Because I'm A Sucker For These Mod Space-Age Head Fashions...
"The Potato Babies, And How They Grew"
Used Hankies In Your Hair
Kitschy Kitschy Coo presents... The Hanky Bonnet: The ultimate in icky fashion recycling.
I don't care how much it's laundered, turning your bridal hankie into a christening bonnet for your baby is just asking for a bad case of cradle
Inside McCall's Needlework & Crafts
, Spring 1978 issue.
Labels: 1970s, children, creepy, fashion, handkerchiefs, Save The Baby, snot funny, vintage advertising, weird ads
"I Never Thought I’d See So Much Purity Of Pattern"
A pervy come-on of a sales-pitch from a ladies' clothing salesman:
I never thought I’d see so much purity of pattern. Absolute rightness. I must please you, and I think I can. Don’t fail me now, because I may never trust myself with a woman again, ever. Try it on. I’m sure, absolutely, I can please you. Show me. Wait for me.
From 1965's The Knack... And How To Get It reviewed here
at Here's Looking Like You, Kid
Labels: 1960s, cult classics, fashion, film reviews, movies, retro
7 Maids A-Milking -- To Music
The Sunshine Family Doll Christmas
Like Birthday Hats For Jesus
Trouble Keeping Your Hose Up?
Battle For The Soul Of Christmas
Pixies: Guardians Of PJs
A cute elf sits on the cover of the first issue of Good Housekeeping Needlecraft magazine
Turns out he is not an elf, but rather both a pixie and a pajama bag. Click the images to get the patterns & instructions (I tired to color correct the pattern page, but that's the best I could get it). If you make any pixie pj bags, I'd love to see 'em!
I put the skirt instructions for crocheting the long red hostess here
-- I'd love to see those if you make them too.
Labels: 1960s, brownies elves imps whatever, Christmas, crafting, free patterns, Ghosts of Christmas Past, retro, vintage magazines
Girls Who Do Needlework Are Heterosexual
And they're proud of it too.
Boye Needle Company proclaimed "Girls Like Boye's" and proffered a tee-shirt which read "Every Girl needs a Boye" on the back cover of McCall's Needlework & Crafts, Spring 1978 issue
Thinking I just might be willing to kill for one of those shirts, I did a search at eBay for Every Girl needs a Boye
-- and finding just one (irrelevant) result, do you know what eBay suggested I might have meant?
Did you mean... every girl needs a bone ?
Now that's funny. And redundant.
Labels: 1970s, crochet, embroidery, fashion, knitting, vintage ads, vintage advertising
Dad Says He Tired Of Ties As Gifts?
Well, you can always make him kitschy place to put them.
Instructions and pattern from a vintage set of Coping Saw Carpentry For Boys & Girls
cards. You can find nicer patterns and craft project instructions
at my other blog, Things Your Grandmother Knew
Labels: Craft-Scan Fridays, crafting, creepy, free patterns, vintage, weird
You Still Have A Chance To Get Into The Movies
Everything's Better When It's Kitsch On A Ritz
Warning: Your Male Bosom Is Bunchy
Hopefully you won't be melting any actual Kraftwerk vinyl (it's worth quite a bit more than this
), but find yourself a Sing Along With Mitch
and make yourself something pretty. I'm sure my daughter, who walks along the edge of Gothness in her fashion, wants to make some of these
Making strips out of vinyl, bending them into a bracelet, and adding baubles is so very 1980s, ultra-retro. When we were messing around with melting records this summer, cutting them briefly crossed my mind, but apparently it's easier and more useful than I thought. But a paper-cutter? Ingenious! Metafilter has a bunch of other projects
, quite a few more things than just bowls.
Labels: crafting, jewelry, records, retro style, vinyl
Hey, Sailor Grrl, Today Only: Free Shipping At Zazzle
Anne Frank's Not The Only Thing Hiding In The Attic
Eyelashes Like Fork Tines