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Showing posts with label christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label christmas. Show all posts

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Christmas at Grandmas House


 True Story c0ver January 1954-Cover Girl: Myrna Hansen, Miss True Story of 1954. Miss Hansen is wearing
DuBarry's new Flatter-Glo make-up----the shade; Champagne Beige. Her lipstick is DuBarry's Rose Geranium. Photo by Ozzy Sweet.

Ahhh, beauty. Why have women stopped looking like this? We've exchanged beautiful, smooth stockinged legs for tramp stamps and visible thongs. YUCKY! My grandmother never went anywhere in public without her coral lipstick and matching pantsuit. She had her hair "Set" at the salon at least four times a month. A "Set" consisted of a shampoo, a roller set, a sit under the dryer, a comb out and a style. She had a wonderful


collection of make up and beauty products that went back to the 40's, maybe even further, that I spent hours examining and experimenting with as a girl. She had the greatest collection of shoes that I clicked around the house in (isn't that every little girls dream, big girl shoes that make real, big girl noise?) and that I mixed and matched with her many purses, hats, bead strands, etc. I really wish that I could wiggle my nose and I could go back to my grandmas bathroom beauty cupboard
before she decided to clean it all out...just for a while!




Bermuda for CHRISTMAS! I would love to go to Bermuda for christmas...all expenses paid of course. Especially if I could ride in one of those long-range "Pressurized"planes. Well I sure as heck hope the damned things are "Pressurized" or we'd be in one heck of a Christmas Pickle now, wouldn't we?
BOAC inaugurated the world's first commercial jet service on May 2, 1952 with the "Comet".

Friday, July 17, 2009

Collections, collections, collections!!

I love collections. In fact, I could spend all day just admiring the collections of others. I especially love collections of the vintage type. Collections require so much effort, time and love that you can't help but stand in awe of some of them. I would absolutely love to see some of your collections out there and share them on this blog. Please share anything you have!
In an earlier post I said I would leave a link for a site I had visited where ULTRA COOL COLLECTIONS of vintage board games, etc. were shared. Here is the link:

http://www.4gamesgoneby.com/


While checking out some of these wonderful collections, I saw a board game that brought me back 35 years. I used to play it at my Aunt Doris's house when our families would gather to celebrate Thanksgiving or Christmas. My Uncle Clarence would pull down the creaky attic steps and carefully make his way into the black hole above. My sister and I would wait, anticipating the treasure that only saw the light once a year. We watched the ceiling as items rumbled and slid around on the attic floor punctuated by thumps, curses and mumbling. Finally, Uncle Clarence's face would appear smiling down at us, a swinging, dusty light bulb illuminating his head from behind with a it's weak yellow-orange light. "Look out!!" he would shout and the cardboard box would tumble down the ladder steps to the floor. Nicole and I would tear open the box and carefully remove the treasures one by one. An old toy truck, red and made of rubber, a handful of weird shaped wooden blocks, a family of small dolls with eyes that moved in their heads and real eyelashes that blinked, and last but not least, the coolest board game ever, "ELOPING". (1946 Game Creations Inc. New York) In the 70's when we were little kids the board game was already old. Everything in the box was old. The toys had belonged to my Aunt Patty when she was a girl and now she was old too. To us kids, anyone over the age of 12 was a "big kid" and anyone out of high school or married was "Old". Aunt patty was probably 20 something at the time we played with her ancient toys. We played ELOPING most of the day until the all the festive sounds and wonderful smells culminated into the delicious holiday meal and it was time to eat. I've never seen ELOPING anywhere else since then until I ran into the above site. I would love to have a game of my own.