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This entry was posted on Monday, January 30th, 2017 at 9:07 am and is filed under simple pleasures. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
If you drink, don’t drive. Don’t even putt. ―Dean Martin
Whenever I want to be left alone, I go to the mall and hold a clipboard.
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
That Flagg Bros. one is great! Those guys are like “Lovin’ my high heels and bellbottoms. Uh-huh.” 😆
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I must note that the elegant styles are at least 70 years old.
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I always lovedd the mens suits and hats from the 1930’s and 40’s.
Ads from the 70’s always crack me up. Never did see the point in wearing them, but seeing those ads reminded me of how the whole ultra-wide bell bottoms & platform shoe craze was hilarious.
Then there were all the men who rented light blue tuxedos for weddings, and brides with afros.
Wonder what part of the early 21st century styles people will laugh at?
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HaHA! I love these, Those shorts are just eye-popping! 🙂
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Reblogged this on sherriemiranda1 and commented:
I especially like the styles from the 70s! We were so crazy! 😉😛😝😳😜😄😘
Peace,
Sherrie
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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Reblogged this on texthistory and commented:
Think I prefer the Victorians
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Thanks for reblogging. 🙂
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Great Levis ad.
I remember shortly after getting out of the service, I went to buy a couple of pair and was outraged to find that while I was away, the price had risen from $3.75@ to $4.50!
I wore Levis for years cutting brush on survey lines and only got more elegant attire (Khakis and a shirt WITH BUTTONS) as a new job moved me out of the woods into civilization, dealing with people instead of contending with nature.
Levis, in those days, were the most durable garment readily available.
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Would love to get some of those Levis today.
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Especially at that price!
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The male fashions of that era left me thoroughly disgusted with clothing designers. I consider bell bottoms just a step above the sagging pants craze.
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When I was in college, I gave up on jeans. Instead, I wore the military issue pants that went with a utility uniform. Since I exercised regularly, I could not find jeans I could get over my legs and still fit my waist. Apparently, the fashion designers all had bean poles for legs.
As I got older, most of the fashion designers must have gotten fat (It is a cinch they never took any time from smoking pot to exercise.). The new relaxed fit worked for me, which was fortunate. The military had replaced the utility uniform with BDUs.
Anyway, the platform shoes gave me a chuckle. I still remember walking across campus and seeing this tall thin black guy with a large Afro and thick (even for him) platform shoes. I think he was afraid of falling off his shoes because walked with his knees bent. He looked like an enormous spider.
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Platforms were very hard to walk on, and as I recall, there were quite a few injuries from people falling off of them. It was impossible to walk gracefully in them.
In defense of bell bottoms, they did have the advantage of making it very easy to put your boots on. 🙂
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