Showing posts with label saint joan of crawford. Show all posts
Showing posts with label saint joan of crawford. Show all posts

September 24, 2012

The Magic Of Clorox, As Demonstrated By Two Oddly Disembodied Hands


This lovely housewife took a little time out of her busy schedule of penciling on eyebrows that Joan Crawford in Trog! would envy and multiple layers of Revlon's Cherries In The Snow lipstick to tell the world about the wonders of Clorox, complete with its revolutionary No-Drip Lip.

However, are we to believe that those are her hands?  They just seem to be floating from nowhere.

No matter, gals...get yourself some of Today's Clorox (and a Philco Duomatic from 1960) now!

September 30, 2009

From 1948: The One And Only

Saint Joan of Crawford, posing by some sort of urn that I am quite sure that Helga forgot to dust under. Not that I would ever fault Joan for being mad at the dirt...she's La Joan, after all. It's her right, no, her duty to get mad at whatever or whoever she wants.