Really, handsomeharry?
I’m curious to know how this was better, unless that’s all they wore.
Really, handsomeharry?
I’m curious to know how this was better, unless that’s all they wore.
Coming home from school, jumping on my bike, building forts in the woods with my friends, and not needing to be protected by a parent from kidnappers.
A REAL Pizza Hut (the kind with servers).
Sony Walkmen.
Recording songs on the radio on a tape cassette.
Everyone roller skating in the street during the summer. And you knew a song was the shiznit when it was a good “roller skating” song.
Doing the 5-4-3-2-1 countdown at the beginning of movie reels in school.
Film strips. BEEP!
Calories didn’t exist because there were no nutrition labels.
Porn, French post card style and early Playboy. Women with pubic hair and no extreme closeups of genitalia. And none of this instant gratification anything goes internet crap.
Ah, but you never forget your first goatse.
Laughing because there was a porno theater on Main Street.
And then really laughing when you sister got caught trying to sneak into it.
Agreed, but with gay porn. I love the muscle worship stuff like Atheletic Model Guild, and the ridiculous excuses they came up with in the films for the models to get naked (when they bothered with excuses at all). Other than the nudity they’re not explicit at all, at most theres some kissing or implied hanky panky behind a piece something. Even in the 70s when things started going hardcore pornos still had plots which could be entertaining on their own. I do find the lack of condom use in vintage porn to be really unsettling though.
hmm…mending? sewing on a button, blindstitching a hemline? Replacing a button on a shirt, picking one from a bottle of ‘saved’ buttons?
a charcoal grill to cook on. I know there are Weber smokers, but I mean the $30 Mecco cheapie. Everyone around here has a gas grill, I haven’t sniffed any burning charcoal except ours in years.
Ladies sleeveless woven cotton shirts, not gauze, not rayon, not polyester, not knit. (Surprisingly hard to find. As are (according to an angry relative) ‘old lady’ slacks with a covered elastic waistband like they used to sell in Sears and Penneys.)
Waiting for the ice cream truck?
Having your first job, at 13 years old, as a paperboy.
Savings accounts that gave you interest.
Dinner parties, and progressive dinner parties
Cheap lamb shanks because they weren’t trendy
Anything that involved the building excitement of anticipation
Reciprocal company loyalty; you liked the company you worked for, and they strived to keep you there
No cellphones.
Old schools. (Those rectangular brick buildings with wide stairways and windows and chalkboards.)