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Nov
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Herculon fabric ruining the Berkline chrome pedestal chair and the whole room (shag, supergraphic), 1971. (Why was this not printed in color?)

Herculon fabric ruining the Berkline chrome pedestal chair and the whole room (shag, supergraphic), 1971. (Why was this not printed in color?)

Nov
13th
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Good coffee is like friendship, 1961

Good coffee is like friendship, 1961

Nov
12th
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Five lipsticks free with Helene Curtis GayTop hairdressing, 1961

Five lipsticks free with Helene Curtis GayTop hairdressing, 1961

Nov
11th
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Booth’s House of Lords gin, mid-60s, have seen this in The New Yorker
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Booth’s House of Lords gin, mid-60s, have seen this in The New Yorker

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Beatnik “Miss Coffee House,” 1960, via
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Beatnik “Miss Coffee House,” 1960, via

mogadonia: theswingingsixties:lacontessa: (via)

Nov
10th
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Wish they were in full color here. From 43 years ago, big-eyed youth for your home.

Wish they were in full color here. From 43 years ago, big-eyed youth for your home.

Nov
9th
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The Draper marriage is (finally) dead, long live Don Draper…maybe next year, Mad Men can get back to the glory days of Season One with much ado about advertising and carousing in the city, not Don’s life in the suburbs sucking all the air out of the show. We wish January Jones the best of luck with her film career and look forward to her very occasional recurring appearances as the no-doubt still unhappy pampered housecat, re-married to yet another man she barely knows. (It’s called The Feminine Mystique, Betts, and an anthropology major such as yourself could have visited the non-fiction section of a bookstore occasionally.) Onward into the Swinging Sixties, with plenty of secrets still left to fester among the core regulars.

The Draper marriage is (finally) dead, long live Don Draper…maybe next year, Mad Men can get back to the glory days of Season One with much ado about advertising and carousing in the city, not Don’s life in the suburbs sucking all the air out of the show. We wish January Jones the best of luck with her film career and look forward to her very occasional recurring appearances as the no-doubt still unhappy pampered housecat, re-married to yet another man she barely knows. (It’s called The Feminine Mystique, Betts, and an anthropology major such as yourself could have visited the non-fiction section of a bookstore occasionally.) Onward into the Swinging Sixties, with plenty of secrets still left to fester among the core regulars.

Nov
7th
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Another day, another bunny. Hef and the fabulously politically incorrect gang, c. 1960. (With the butler’s outfit, yikes.) Only Hugh Hefner could manage to look so blase in such a setting.
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Another day, another bunny. Hef and the fabulously politically incorrect gang, c. 1960. (With the butler’s outfit, yikes.) Only Hugh Hefner could manage to look so blase in such a setting.

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Strings for a Space Age (1962), Bobby Christian and His Orchestra. (What’s “Autumn in New York” doing in the “Space Suite?”) via
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Strings for a Space Age (1962), Bobby Christian and His Orchestra. (What’s “Autumn in New York” doing in the “Space Suite?”) via

theswingingsixties: lacontessa: (via)

Nov
6th
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Gilbey’s Vodka, 1962

Gilbey’s Vodka, 1962