October 27, 2010 § 1 Comment
Many women just can’t believe they aren’t the same hot young things they used to be. Take Linda Hogan. 50-yr old Linda not only doesn’t dress her age, I am not so sure she dresses appropriate for anyone’s age.
But here’s the question–do you get a “dress sexy & young” pass if you have a boyfriend that’s half your age? It only seems right.
October 25, 2010 § 2 Comments
“I have to say, there aren’t that many good-looking actresses around today. I mean, there’s Angelina Jolie and there’s… Angelina Jolie”. Almighty Joan can’t think of any really beautiful actresses. “Jennifer Aniston is cute, but I wouldn’t call her beautiful.”
Interesting. Angelina Jolie is “good Looking”, but there’s absolutely NO really beautiful actresses. Not a one. According to Joan, all the actresses of her time were REALLY beautiful. Beautiful as in Ava Gardner and Lana Turner and by default, Joan herself.
Collins once said that getting on the wrong side of Bette Davis taught her all she needed to know about playing a bitch. Joan–it’s working.
October 23, 2010 § 2 Comments
I am very familiar with bad hair days, but this poor lady could be having a bad HAT day. Grooming required?
October 22, 2010 § 2 Comments
I was thumbing through the 1942 October edition of Good Housekeeping and came across this adorable ad.
Ellen is cute as a button, but gosh with that awful drab-looking hair–she’s destined for life as a librarian hoarder living with 37 cats.
October 18, 2010 § 2 Comments
Years after my grandmother passed away, I was going through old photographs she had tucked away and I became intrigued with a black/white image taken in Detroit in the early 1940s. It was a photo of my grandmother and three other ladies, all dressed in nurse-type uniforms layered with long black capes and matching caps. My grandmother was smiling, proudly holding the American flag. She and many women just like her, were members of the Ladies Auxiliary of the Polish Legion of American Veterans (PLAV). I guess that’s just what you did back then—the country was embroiled in the Second World War and many felt compelled to take part whether it be helping veterans or promoting Americanism. As I studied this photo I couldn’t help but appreciate this small determined-looking group as they were strongly united not only with their country during a very difficult time but also with their heritage.
I immediately showed the photo to my husband, pointing with pride to my grandmother, announcing to him as I tapped on the photo, “that’s my grandmother.” He looked at it for more than a few seconds and slowly said, “and that’s my grandmother,” and pointed to the lady holding the official PLAV banner, standing near my grandmother.
We were stunned but excited to discover that our grandmothers were part of the same organization some 70 years ago. I never met my husband’s grandmother and he never met mine, but we often wonder if they were good close friends or merely casual acquaintances during the war.
The bigger question is what they would have thought if they knew they would be united not only as proud Americans showcasing their patriotism that day, but also by two people they hadn’t met yet, one granddaughter and one grandson who were to be born a couple of decades later.
It’s a small world. Even now.
October 17, 2010 § 2 Comments
Today I was listening to my favorite old radio show, Dragnet, and they described the bad teens as “hoodlums.” I immediately thought of my grandmother. She loved the word hoodlums..any teenager she didn’t like the looks of became one.
Whatever happened to hoodlums?