Oktoberfest started off as a wedding reception for a Prince in Bavaria in 1810, and the newlyweds enjoyed it so much, they suggested making it an annual event.
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The next time you dine at one of the 170 Hard Rock Cafes in the world, remember that the name of every single one of those fine establishments is an homage to this 1970 Doors album. (The first side of the album was titled Hard Rock Cafe, the second side was Morrison Hotel.)
“We found an old hotel in downtown L.A. and went inside to shoot in the lobby, but the guy behind the desk wouldn’t let us take photos,” says Henry Diltz. “So we walked outside to shoot in front when I noticed the guy had left the desk and went into the elevator. I told the band to run inside and pose inside the window. I shot one roll of film and we were gone five minutes later.”
Patricidal murderer Violette Nozière (1915-1966) (http://books.google.com/books/about/Violette_Nozière.html?id=ViAANnwIYgUC), photographed by Albert Harlingue (1879-1964) for the book the Surrealists dedicated to her in 1933, the year of the murder. She was released in 1945 and was portrayed by Isabelle Huppert in Claude Chabrol’s 1978 film Violette Nozière.
My goodness, those people look like they’re dressed for late October, not late August in Chicago! That’s Buckingham Fountain in the first and third pictures. If you’re visiting our fair city, you’ll definitely want to see it. We make it easy for you: it’s just down the street from the Art Institute. (You were planning on visiting the Art Institute, were you not? I thought so.) The fountain is typically shut down from mid-October to sometime in April, depending on the weather. The major displays —and they are spectacular— begin at 9:00 in the morning and are repeated every hour on the hour. At dusk, 20-minute light and music displays are added.
crowds sitting in Chicago, Illinois, watching the Graf Zeppelin (navigated by Dr Hugo Eckener) fly over the city on August 28, 1929
See what life was like before tumblr, kids?
Penny Arcade, 1942, Chicago. Joseph Zack
Way ahead of his time: Josep Maria Canellas (1856-1902).
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Had as a child: 2.
Lusted after as a child: 3.
How curious; I know someone who survived that exact same trial by fire as an adolescent!
Original Kellogg Crank Phone from the early 1900’s
This reminds me of a beautiful story I heard once, about a teenage boy living out in the country decades ago when the phones were still party lines.
He had worked up the nerve to call that pretty girl he wanted to take out on a date.
He had to wait for the line to be free to call her, so nervous, knowing that all the people in the area would be able to pick up the phone and listen in as he asked her for a date. All the teenagers in the town could know who his heart desired and what she said to him on the phone before the next day even came.
"…serious deception & corruption."
The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.
Reblogged for the delightful caption. I think much the same thing when I see the giant floral curtains from the 1950s or the cheap Jetson’s wallpaper that replaced it in the 1960s. Are our grandchildren going to look at our plain walls and berber carpets and ask “What in the hell were they thinking?”?
JESUS FUCK THE FABRICS MY EYES WHY
Josephine Earp photographed by Charles W. Gilhausen, published in 1914 by the Pastime Novelty Company of New York. You’ve seen her here before, including images from her autobiography I Married Wyatt Earp. There’s an interesting little essay on her life at http://jwa.org/encyclopedia/article/earp-josephine-sarah-marcus.
Information every man should have.
Fun fact. Shot of whiskey. A cowboy not having enough money to buy a drink would trade a 45 cartridge they were of equal value. When the bartender would fill a box he would sell it. Hence the term a SHOT of whiskey.
From Peter Sherayko
Over the years, I’ve seen about a dozen different publicity pictures of this encounter and have always felt that Sophia Loren was horribly wronged by Jayne Mansfield’s attempt to upstage her. The event was a party welcoming Sophia to Hollywood in April 1957. Jayne used the occasion, as she often did, to “accidentally” expose way too much of herself to the always-alerted-in-advance photographers. At the time, Sophia appeared to be the threatened female, casting sidelong glances at the oblivious interloper. Over the years, people have learned what actually happened that evening and Sophia has emerged the true Hollywood icon. Jayne has been relegated to a parody of a movie star: a beautiful but desperate, kind of trashy second-tier stereotype. It’s a shame, really; Jayne Mansfield could have been so much more.
So, one could make the argument that vintage-erotica tumblrs are providing an invaluable service to our culture through our joyous digitizing of every erotic image ever made?
Unidentified studio, seris 6020, with a nice hand-tinted finish. Note that while the photograph itself has faded with time, the tinted sections remain vibrant. Such is art.
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