Men's action mags of the fifties and sixties had stories with sensational titles like "Weasels Ripped My Flesh!" and "Sex Slave of the Nazi Witch Queen". Whereas, the women's pulp had a different slant, with titles such as: "I Was A Wild Hot Rod Girl", "Blind Dating Ruined Me" and "I Married a Road Bum". In my humble opinion, there's something to love in both genres.
In this sharity post I'm delivering up the "true confession" pulp rags aimed at the female audience. All have "confession" in their titles, but each one is a different publication. If only for curiosity, they are definitely worth a read. Happy downloading.... and you're welcome.
|From The Adventures of Jerry Lewis #91 (Dec. 1965)|
This little public service comic book ad was published by the National Social Welfare Assembly.- which sounds like a Commie Socialist organization (so they changed their name in 2005 to the National Human Services Assembly), but it's actually a good non-profit group, representing the Red Cross, Boy and Girl Scouts, and Salvation Army). But their ad certainly leaves room for comment from a 2013 vantage point.
First off, who is this creepy guy eavesdropping on the conversation of these kids? I think it would've been more effective if Superman or Wonder Woman was giving the advice instead of this strange man.
The kids at the soda shop have a dilemma - they're studying their asses off and still flunking. What to do?
In Miniskirt Monday 167 we honored the girls who stood alone in their choice of wardrobe - opting to don the greatest garment ever invented over lesser choices (i.e. the dreaded slacks). As I said back in in October, "Lone miniskirt wearing chick - Retrospace salutes you!"
Please note that this is more or less a repost of Catalogs #27; however, that post was killed by Rapidshare. You just can't keep a sexy catalog like Kesman down for long. It's back and better than before.
I have a confession to make: last night I spent four consecutive hours watching live music clips on YouTube. I watched everyone from England Dan & John Ford Coley to Fairport Convention.... from The Isley Brothers to The Plasmatics. You get my point - I was all over the place.
I must admit, YouTube is a godsend when it comes to this function. I remember a day when the only way to see Bread or Marmalade (which go well together) in action was to stay up till 2 AM and watch those crummy Time-Life infomercials. You remember those? They'd play a few fantastic clips then some aging rocker (usually Peter Noonan or John Sebastian) would try to talk you into buying overpriced cassette tapes or CDs.
Anyway, it got me in the mood to watch some old music specials. Unfortunately, even YouTube can't provide me with those - they seem to be lost to the traces of time. Netflix is no help, nor is Amazon. 99 percent of these specials are simply unavailable. All that remains are these TV Guide ads....
Labels: The Boob Tube
The 1975 horror movie "The Devil Within Her" AKA "Sharon's Baby" is reviewed. Plus, the top three Saturday morning TV shows (cartoons not included) are counted down. A fun, nostalgic, hilarious time is had by all. Come join us!
This topic was covered in September 2012, so check that out if you haven't seen it yet. As I said then, I'm going to try to avoid including many cheerleaders, stewardesses, French maids, nurses, tennis players and waitresses as those each deserve (and have earned) posts unto themselves. This is simply a potpourri of chicks in uniforms - choirs, clubs, and matching blazers. Enjoy.
I can talk to you all day about a movie, but when it comes to typing it into a formal review, complete with plot summary and well-thought-out critique, I'm not your guy. That sounds like a lot of work; and I'd rather spend my time just watching another movie.
That being said, I do like sharing what I've watched and hearing your thoughts as well. This week I watched a flick that is near and dear to my heart - The House that Dripped Blood.
A review and discussion of the 1975 drive-in movie grindhouse classic Switchblade Sisters. Gilligan and The Prof also countdown their top junk foods of the 1970s. Enjoy!
A few months back, I published a list of 19 songs I loved. Well, I though I'd add a few more to the list. No great revelations here - just a bunch of songs I happen to enjoy. I'm always appreciative of recommendations, so I thought you might be as well.
Labels: Music Lists
|Dressed to Kill illustration from MAD magazine|
Let's face it, miniskirts look great no matter the accessory; however, there's something special about the mini + boot combo... especially the go-go boot. We covered this way back in Mini Skirt Monday #95, but I thought it was worth another round. Enjoy.