Showing posts with label stan and linda facemeyer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stan and linda facemeyer. Show all posts

February 14, 2014

From April 1965: Whipped Cream and Other Delights

I've always said that 1965 was the best year for music.

Certainly it brought to listeners one of the most iconic records of the decade, if not ever.  Not just for the music, mind you (but oh, that music was fabulous!)...but that sexy, salacious, audacious album cover.

You know the one, because chances are, your parents had this record in their collection, too.


Let's have a cocktail party.  

Put the kids to bed early, put this record on the hi-fi, and put the nibbles on the coffee table.  I hope I made enough rumaki for everyone...

I'll have a vodka gimlet, please, darling.  Will you zip up my new dress?

Now, sweetheart, remember...you promised not to get too tight and argue politics with Stan Facemeyer like you did the other night at the Howards'.  Linda Facemeyer is one of my very best friends, and we hate it when you boys argue.

*DING DONG* Get the door, will you, sweetie?  I can't go out there without my lipstick!


November 9, 2013

"...so I have more time to tease my hair to dizzying heights!"

Don't get me wrong.  I enjoy Convenient Meats as much as the next gal, especially in a party setting, as I am usually too shy to speak to anyone and wind up drowning my sorrows in several party-size platters of assorted cold cuts.

And I am willing to overlook the fact that Our Lovely Hostess has apparently chosen to go with a quasi-Polynesian theme for her Whores Devores (hors d'oeuvres).  You just know those cherries came straight from a glorious syrupy jar, and the pineapple is courtesy of Dole!

I can't, however, overlook the hair.  It fascinates me.  The amount of engineering...not to mention hairspray...involved in this coiffure belongs in The Hairdo Hall Of Fame.  If one exists.  And if one doesn't, should I start one?

December 30, 2011

I Want To Be That Blonde Perched On The Couch, Blowing Kisses

This video clip incarnates everything "A Touch of Tuesday Weld."

Remembering times like these; that's what this blog is all about.

I wonder what songs they were dancing to!

Be sure to watch to the very end, where That Blonde sexily smooches toward the camera and lights up the entire room with her smile.


New Year's 1965, Manhattan Beach
Film by Richard Jones

December 9, 2010

Papá Noel adora tetas grandes!


"Christmas with the dog lunatic...just for adults"

¡Ai yi yi! Put the kids to bed and put some cocktails in the shaker, because the dog lunatic awaits with some sophisticated holiday fun! ¡Las Pascua de Navidad atractivas para todos!

From my new favorite blog ever, LP Cover Lover.

September 20, 2010

From 1979: And Then You Run Across Something So Awesome, Even I Am Rendered Speechless.

It's a home movie!

It's an official PSA film for the California Highway Patrol! (That's right, where Ponch and John worked!)

It's...I have no words for how this incarnates everything I love about Vintage.

In a word, it's awesome.

(And I think we have a rumaki sighting, folks! Pardon me, I have to go take a couple of belts of somethingorother to come down from the high this clip gives me.)