According to this vintage brochure for Meramec Caverns, the caverns had geological formations which would “give the greatest protection against atomic shock and radiation. A modern Noah’s Ark is anticipated.”
There are tribes in Africa that still use a gruesome messenger service that has been practiced for centuries. When a tribesman wants to communicate with the dead, he gives his message to some unsuspecting stranger, then starts him on the way by stabbing him to death.
From a 1940’s Modern Woman magazine.
“There is too such a thing as Tokyo Milk Phrenology Soap,” she said, stamping her foot for emphasis.
I’m not sure why there is… But there is.
Apparently the only thing phrenological is the wrapper; but who knows, maybe the soap gets lumpy, providing the tactile pleasure of a judgmental pseudo-science with the scented hipster cleanliness that’s next to Godliness.
Her sucker says, “I Ate The Whole Thing!” but what really gives the photo its zing is the fact that this pinup poses on a Mattel Big Wheel.
Photo, circa 1960s, via bondman2.
This 1968 French ad for Star lingerie translates to, “a line that has the… dog.”
It’s not only as bad as it looks; it’s worse!
1)This is underwear that you have worn for many years. They are raggedy, but it would be a shame to throw them away.
2)Old underwear can be very useful. This is how: take the scissors and remove the fabric that goes between the legs.
3) When you finish that, you will have a convenient, short shirt.
4) If you don’t believe it, look how hot the shirt looks!
Notice that there are still holes — raggedy, ratty underwear holes — in your “new” recycled shirt.
Now, I collect vintage lingerie, which means, technically, that I buy (and, yes, wear) used lingerie — but that is nowhere near “raggedy” underwear. The only holes are those made by the manufacturer, thankyouverymuch.
And thank gawd the article doesn’t go there, doesn’t mention stains.
Crap, I just did.
And I used the word “crap” – doh!