I love this picture. The doll looks exactly like her.
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o.m.g. these are fabulous. and they make me laugh and cry.

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This one is sort of killing me the most at this minute. I want to just step right in and mix that lady a martini....

but then, hey! when you look closely enough, whoo! she already has a cocktail. you go, christmas lady!

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A shot of my own retro xmas in the mid sixties. I'm the little guy wedged in next to my big sister.

it looks like the liquor had been broken out early that morning at grandma's too.

aw! You are kewt babby!

I had some fishnet stockings like your sister's... I bet I might be around her age.

This post is all the awesome that is missing right now. This, and Black Nativity, which I just saw recently, and was like Awesome to the One Millionth Everything Power.

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Well trained pets are a joy!

Woo, lead tinsel can't be beat for hanging perfectly straight from a christmas tree. I remember hanging those things one strand at a time because they were so fragile.

Here's the exact brand my parents would buy.

My dad the thrifty Yankee probably still has this stuff carefully packed away in the ornament box back home.

This is gonna give me nightmares:

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jamaro - my grandmother had that tinsel and used it until she died in 1986. Part of the Christmas ritual was after Christmas was over, we all had to come over and help her 'undecorate', including carefully removing each strand of lead tinsel and wrapping it in newspaper.

It was beautiful.

Miko: yes! It took hours to remove all those strands one by one. Every year, a few would get tangled up and shortened a little bit.

I used to hide behind the tree and cook bits of the lead tinsel and the flocking on the surface of the christmas lights. The bulbs were huge and put out a lot of heat. I have no idea what the spray flocking was made out of (probably asbestos, ha), but it bubbled up quite satisfactorily.

My parents' tree is so full of tinsel, you can't see anything else! It was bad when we were kids, but as the grandchildren came, my mom started buying boxes of tinsel by the dozens so that each child had a box or two each to put on the tree. Most of it is concentrated at about half way up, since that's how tall they are. But we try to get it on the top branches by throwing it up in the air and blowing it upwards.

There were a scary few years there where tinsel had fallen out of vogue and the only place we could get it was the old 5 and 10 store that still stocked stuff from the 60s.

I love you, tinsel!!!

I zeroed in on the same pic taz did... the lady with the cigarette. She ROCKS. I love her.

Well trained pets are a joy!

I was totally loving that pic, too.
"what, no, no... I love it. I've always wanted a stole. with feet. it's lovely. oh... a picture? of me wearing it? um, sure, here, um, I'll put it on. oh look, it still has the face. oh my. how... special."