Fashion clangers

Posted in 1970s with tags , , , , , , , on November 24, 2009 by Token Effort

Three Men and a Mannequin

Male fashion catalogue models aren’t what they used to be!  Is that a mannequin on the left?  He looks a little stilted in his delivery. 

The only professional amongst the four of them seems to be the guy with the crease ironed into his jeans giving us a bit of ‘blue steel’…..he’s pitching that ensemble like he means it.

If you want to look like a freshly upholstered sofa – then go no further than h.i.s for all your fashion accessories.

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Hot and steamy

Posted in 1970s with tags , , , , , , on November 20, 2009 by Token Effort
Oh…..rice.   When you said you had a surprise for me, something I really wanted, but wasn’t expecting, I sort of assumed that it was going to be something…well…a little more exotic – something personal.  If you know what I mean.  No, no.  Rice is great.  I love rice.  Rice…..really.  Yes, it was very unexpected…
  

Price check

Posted in 1960s with tags , , , , , , , , , on November 18, 2009 by Token Effort

Mop and bucket to ailse 3

Obviously, the lady doesn’t know that she’s standing in a crowded supermarket in just her underwear.  There is only one thing worse than a wedgie when your melons are being bagged – and that is having to queue up behind a senile, half-dressed, old woman at the checkout counter.

Fancy a fur-like shag pile?

Posted in 1970s with tags , , , , , , , , , on November 18, 2009 by Token Effort

Mink, Lynx or Jaguar?

The static electricity generated from your polyester pants, rubbing up against a fur-like mock animal print rug, will discharge enough sparks to perm her hair.  The Love Rug will make you tingle all over, as it softly caresses a weeping carpet burn onto your knees.  It is available in Mink, Links or ‘Hey look at me baby….I’m a Jaguar’

You want to what?!

Posted in 1970s with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 18, 2009 by Token Effort

Please…may I sniff your Klompen Kloggen?  What?  Here, right in front of everyone?  I’ve got my Klompen Kloggen pouched at the moment, but I’ll take it out and roll it between my fingers, before I firmly massage it into that small bowl of yours.  The shank will need to be necked before you bring it to your lips and inhale deeply, because the stem is still a little moist.  Who would have thought that pipe smoking was so complex?   

She wants my Klompen Kloggen

Are your macleans showing?

Posted in 1960s with tags , , , , , , , , on November 18, 2009 by Token Effort

Satisfaction Guaranteed

How many people actually purchased the Vibra-Finger for oral hygiene?  If I found one in a bathroom cabinet I don’t think I’d be putting it in my mouth. 

The manufacturers of the Vibra-Finger boast that the ‘novel design allows localized massage in needed areas!’ – mind you, I’m sure that it wouldn’t be the first time someone has used an electric oral hygiene product to achieve ‘guaranteed satisfaction’.

Bad reception

Posted in 1960s with tags , , , , , on November 17, 2009 by Token Effort

Okay.  The idea seemed good at the time, but it was never going to work.  These TV Glasses from 1963 look even more dorky than an old pair of Walkman headphones.

All that effort to watch re-runs of I Love Lucy