Life was a lot harder back in the twenties. A LOT harder. Folks have no idea how soft they have become. Wait a while ... we are going back to the twenties with the global warming purge that we are being gas lighted about.
I DON'T THINK SO. Unless you like girls that stretch the seams, with tattoos and body piercings and those big fat lips and over painted eyebrows and wearing those jeans with all those oh so carefully ripped knees. Daryl
Actually that tall drink of water in the black hat, front and center, is quite the looker. Or I should have spelled that "LQQKER". Yup,I'd date her for sure.
And they were all so proud of their rebellious individuality. Nowadays it's jeans that look like they've been through a meat grinder that are so tight you can count the hairs on their coochie.
I could happily date any one of those girls, but the one in the upper left is my favorite.
I never cared much for the "flapper" styles of the 1920's. It just wasn't very attractive in my opinion. Twenty years later, however, and hubba hubba. I love the 1940's styles. My mother was a teenager in the forties and I have a few pictures of her from that era. As they said back then: "She was a real dish." One of my favorites is a photo of her and my dad in 1949 when they were still dating. They were with two other couples, all in their late teens early twenties, piled on and around the front of a 1940 Ford. Every single one of them was laughing or smiling and all six had a cigarette in their hand. My mom is still with us. She'll be 91 next month.
Boner...
ReplyDelete...said no one, lately...
Hubba hubba ding ding, baby you got everything. Whadda shape, what a figure. Two more legs you'd look like Trigger. Going way, way back on that one.
ReplyDeleteYikes! Some of those teens look like they're pushing 40.
ReplyDeleteThe two on the left look like guys in drag.
ReplyDeleteThose do not look like today’s teenagers; those look like older faces.
ReplyDeleteLife was a lot harder back in the twenties. A LOT harder. Folks have no idea how soft they have become. Wait a while ... we are going back to the twenties with the global warming purge that we are being gas lighted about.
DeleteBack when cars had ankle straps.
ReplyDeleteOne foxy lady there on the right!
ReplyDelete"Igor, would you give me a hand with the bags."
Delete"Certainly, you take the blonde and I'll take the one in the turban."
Looks like the fugly club....IMO
ReplyDeleteSure am glad American women have evolved in the attractiveness dept. since then.
ReplyDeleteNemo
I DON'T THINK SO. Unless you like girls that stretch the seams, with tattoos and body piercings and those big fat lips and over painted eyebrows and wearing those jeans with all those oh so carefully ripped knees.
DeleteDaryl
Lardassian.
DeleteInteresting....not a fatty among them.
ReplyDeleteActually that tall drink of water in the black hat, front and center, is quite the looker. Or I should have spelled that "LQQKER". Yup,I'd date her for sure.
ReplyDeleteOn a scale of 1 - 10, that's a 12...count them up. Woof
ReplyDeleteI think the gal middle back is the lady who spilled lemonade on my father's new suit. He was born in 1910.
ReplyDeleteAnd they were all so proud of their rebellious individuality. Nowadays it's jeans that look like they've been through a meat grinder that are so tight you can count the hairs on their coochie.
ReplyDeleteAnd each one better educated and more mature than any of today's college grads.
ReplyDeleteSecond row, fourth from the left has that football helmet on backwards.
ReplyDeleteI could happily date any one of those girls, but the one in the upper left is my favorite.
ReplyDeleteI never cared much for the "flapper" styles of the 1920's. It just wasn't very attractive in my opinion. Twenty years later, however, and hubba hubba. I love the 1940's styles. My mother was a teenager in the forties and I have a few pictures of her from that era. As they said back then: "She was a real dish." One of my favorites is a photo of her and my dad in 1949 when they were still dating. They were with two other couples, all in their late teens early twenties, piled on and around the front of a 1940 Ford. Every single one of them was laughing or smiling and all six had a cigarette in their hand. My mom is still with us. She'll be 91 next month.
23 skidoo!
ReplyDeleteThose were the days.
Ordinary girls. For ordinary boys.
ReplyDeleteWhy isn't that glorious? Anymore?
Back when men were men, women were women, car were cars. And everybody liked it that way!
DeletePS: You could also buy from your local gun or hardware store. A 1921 model Colt Thompson Submachine gun for $200. Compensators were $25 extra.