Saturday, May 29, 2010

50's Saturday

Wouldn't you love to take a ride in this beautiful car? A 1957 Chevy Bel Air. Sweet!



I get all riled up when I hear this man sing. He would have made a great preacher. Too bad about that dirty Rock'n'Roll music . . .




And here's the King. He had the fever in him too.




I had to have watched The Buddy Holly Story a million times in my early twenties. I love his songs and his residual spirit. I still get a little teary when I think of him being killed in that horrible plane crash out in a snowy field in Iowa in the dark of night. His wife Maria was pregnant, and upon hearing the horrible news, had a miscarriage. So sad.

People just looked so happy back in the 50's. Of course, these folks had a little beer to help things along. "Hi Phil!" "Hi Betty!" "What's with the girly robe, Phil?" "I don't know Betty. I just found it on the dark part of the beach next to a dead body, Betty." "Oh . . ."
The lady in the front is very sophisticated. And skinny. Look at the ribs some artist drew on her. Yikes.



These old refrigerators are still around today. The things were solid, but hard to open—part of the fantastic seal that kept food so perfect for so long. I have a weird fascination with all the food they cram into these fridge ads. Look at all the uncovered meat! And there's always a salad, a turkey and some jello.



Take a break. You need an ice-cold Coke. In a really small glass. In a very uncomfortable looking suit.



And that's it. Thanks for reading, and hope you have a great Saturday!

13 comments:

  1. Okay, the car is getting cut off. But if you click on it, you should be able to see the full thing.

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  2. I do like Little Miss Protein and her fridge.

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  3. I LIVED the Fifties since I was born in 1940. You've piqued my memories with these wonderful photos, and so I may copy you and post a photo of my parents standing in front of their 1952 Chevrolet. When I got married in 1961, my husband had a 1955 Chevrolet! Love this stuff...

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  4. Eddie Cochrane was killed in a car accident, just outside Bath, Amy (Chippenham, in fact). That is our rock and roll claim to fame.

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  5. I love Eddie Cochran! "C'mon everybody . . . "

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  6. Ann- That is so sweet. Thank you! Can't wait to see the picture.

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  7. They really did fill the fridge full of stuff! It was like where's waldo with the items you listed!!! Where's the jello? Oh there it is, lol.

    What a funny commercial, coming coke to grapefruit nice.

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  8. I know! And the truth is, you could never fit all that food in your fridge because it would take forever to keep it cool. Your energy bill would go up sky high! But, it's nice to dream. There's usually a frosted layer cake in there, but I guess there just wasn't enough room . . .

    Haha on the where's Waldo thing. Those books are fun, but they seriously drive me nuts sometimes.

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  9. Oh goodness I LOVE all those 1950s adverts!

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  10. Sigh!

    Nostalgia is all well and good but I am SO happy I'm living in our current times. Have you seen Revolutionary Road? Yikes.

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  11. It's funny that you mention that Talli, because I'm dealing with this very issue in my second book. Emma is a free-spirited girl brought up among the feminist movement of the 60's & 70's, but Will is still an old-fashioned guy. When they go back to the 50's they have to deal with these things—of course it creates a nice conflict, so for me, it's a good thing! But you're absolutely right. The fifties, as great as they were, had some major problems: racism, sexism, suppression and its rebellion, not to mention the whole communist scandal that invaded many a person's life, including the dear Charlie Chaplin.

    But there were so many good things. My mom said once, when I asked her, that it was a happy time—despite all the issues. People were kind to each other, you could walk down the street and not be afraid. Folks finally had enough money after the war, and they all went out and bought beautiful big cars. Food was a plenty. Fashion and movies were fun. It's too bad we can't have all that, sans the social issues that led to its demise. Innocence will always have an adversary I suppose.

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  12. Hi how are you?

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    I have a blog also obviously, and would like to invite you to become my blog friend.

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  13. Thanks Jesse. I'll be hopping over there tonight!

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