An Observation of Panty Hose

There was a day not too long ago when I wore pantyhose to work. I would color coordinate them with my outfit. They could be black, off-black, sheer, nude, suntan, brown, bone, navy, and even sometimes red or bright blue. I would never have been caught wearing a suit nor dress without them. I would even wear them under pants in the winter time for a extra layering of warmth. I would feel naked exposing my legs and feel underdressed and sloppy if they were not part of my ensemble. Just like jewelry. The pantyhose were part of the finish you needed to make it look like you care about coiffure. That was 1991. Fast forward to today. Okay, it was a long time ago. That is besides the point. This does lead me to last Wednesday when I was contemplating what to wear for my daughter's Jazz Band Dinner Dance. The event was to take place the next day. I had a choice of wearing dress slacks or a fun "swing style" skirt with my rhinestone button, red taffeta jacket. Either would work. Then the pantyhose dilemma set in. I did not have any off-black in my possession. Did they even still make pantyhose and if so what retailer still sold them. I have not worn them in, oh my, I can't remember the last time I did wear them. It must have been to my daughter's dance recital ten years ago. TEN YEARS AGO! I have noticed that no one really wears panty hose anymore anyway. Most women wear pants, capris, short and dresses and skirts without hosiery. They even wear dress shoes without hosiery! My feet sting just thinking about this. I am not sure if retailers carry these items anymore yet I do know they have entire sections filled with doodads to put into your shoes and sandals so as not to get blisters from going without hose. This knowledge added to my lack of knowing if retailers had hosiery in their inventory mix! I wore the pants in the end to end my dilemma and put it all aside until the evening of the Dance. I was seated at the dinner table when all of a sudden my eyes were drawn to the young, teen aged girls all wearing short, tight dresses, high heeled shoes and no hosiery. I remembered my time of not being caught dead in a social setting such as it was without the ensemble finish the hose gave to my outfit. Okay. The girls are young and it is the style. There may come the day again in their lives when it will not be the style to go without the ensemble finish. They may be nostalgic for their days gone by. I then started observing other women in my age category. The moms and aunts of my daughter's peers. Low and behold, some were still in pantyhose and while the majority were not! My next obvious observation was the hose less individuals looked sheik and current, while the hose laden were out dated and somewhat dowdy. How could this be? How did this happen? Most importantly, WHEN did this happen? In all my love of reading and scouring anything from WWII, I always am astounded by the fact that silk stockings and nylon hose were rationed to the point they were more or less banned during the war years. How many times did the fact make its way into being what women dreamed of? Or how hose were used as bribery or black market morsels? The hose were coveted so much women would draw lines on the back of their legs to make it look as if they were in fact wearing hosiery! I can assure you no teen age girl the other night would think of drawing a line on the back of their legs. They would find it laughable or worse, incomprehensible.

From this thought I can offer only one conclusive explanation of perhaps why this all happened. It is easy. It boils down to the general idea we all want what we can not have and do not want what we can. During the war, women were told you can't have the hose due to the sacrifice they needed to give for the good of the men in service fighting for our freedom. Today, our society has endless means to have whatever your wish with no sacrifice to no one person, place or thing. Perhaps this is an over generalization. My hosiery dilemma made my brain go into hyper drive, once again, and allow myself to be amused.

"Populuxe" by Thomas Hine

I have another book to feature that I have enjoyed for a few years now. Many years ago when my husband of 20 years, of which I have known him for 24 years, shared a house with 3 other guys. One of his roommates had this book laying on their not so pristine carpeted floor in the living room. I picked it up immediately as I was drawn in by the gorgeous tail finned car on the cover. I still remember flipping through this book and saying "Oh, my parents had this" and "My aunt had this" and "Oh, I remember this like it was yesterday". Well, I got married and this former roommate was visiting our house one day long after the days of the carpeted living room floor. I asked if he still had the book. He said he did but long forgot about it. He believed it was in a box along with many books he had not thought of in a long time. The next thing I knew, he brought it to me to look at. That was probably eight years ago, and I had to admit, I still have it in my possession. Granted he never said I could keep it. I did not want to keep it. I just do not see him enough to remember to give it back. When we do get together, I honestly forget I have it. I have pulled it out many time to sift through the great deal of text explanations it offers. I has a fair share of photos, but not as many as I would like, but enough. It is a glorious book if you are a fan of styles from the 1950s and 1960s. Thank you Thomas Hine for creating this book. Thank you Elmer for sharing your book with me for all these years. I must get my own copy and give you back yours. There. I put this confession on the internet. Now I must make everything right. and give you back yours. There. I put this confession on the internet. Now I must make everything right.

A Book I Discovered

Along the road while collecting my stash of LIFE magazines, my mom and sister remind of a stack of odd LIFE and LOOK magazines that were stored on a shelf in mom's basement. I brought it home and slowly began looking through them in the evenings. Among the stack was an excerpt from this book "My Life With Jacqueline

Kennedy" by Mary Barelli Gallagher. WHAT? Really? I read it and then I wondered if the book was still available. So, off to Amazon I went. It was there! In the used section! I snapped it up for $1.74 plus $3.99 shipping! Really? $1.74? Wow. It arrived in much better condition than the above stock photo from the internet. Plus, it is such a lovely shade of blue!

It is not gripping page turner. Sort of mundane daily routines of her day. However, I have thoroughly enjoyed reading this narrative. I hear a voice I have made up to be what Mary sounds like to me. A Bostonian accent with the poise, polish and etiquette of the 1950's and 1960's.

Then I went to my friend Youtube to see if there was anything. Well, there was something! An interview with Barbara Walters regarding this very same book! Oh boy! It is not of the best quality by any means. It is crude by today's standards. The sound is poor, the film is blurred. It does not matter though. This was captured and is now on youtube. Oh boy!

Then my mind went into the present day. What ever happened to Mrs. Gallagher after this book launch? I know she was a wife and a mother to two sons. They would be about my age today. How did she live the rest of the years until now? Is she even still alive? Has she resurfaced of late with the 50 years anniversary of President Kennedy's short term in office and the publication of Jackie's audio interview with historian Arthur Schelsinger, Jr.

The only really current item I could find was a link to an auction. Note this auction took place in 2003. So where is Mrs. Gallagher today? I hope she is still alive, healthy and continued to live a wonderful life. I hope she was able to share her memories with everyone.

Looking Like a Movie Star

My last post got me inspired to look at other photos of my mom from her

younger years. She has a collection of these professionally mastered

beauties of herself. I asked her many years ago if she got dolled up just for

the picture and she said "No. We all dressed like that!" Of course you all did.

Why did that have to stop? She also said there were special offers of free 8x10

photos given by various photographic studios. They were to bring in

new business with the hope they could sell a lot more photos. That has

not changed! So, she took advantage of these offers and due to her budget,

stopped at the free 8x10. Of which she has quite a few! Lucky for us! I

guess it also had something to do to the fact most women of her era

loved the movies and the stars that were made from that industry.

My mom tells me she had quite a large collection of "Screen Guide" and

"Photo Play" magazines. So much so my grandfather threw them away

when she was supposed to be doing chores or studying or something

other than looking through her boxed collection that sat atop her wardrobe.

Oh, if they only still existed! She most likely would have thrown them

out on her own one day when she had a family. But, we will never know

for sure. I like to think she would have kept them. I know she does too!

Old Picture of My Mom

Yes. I admit. I am obsessed with old photographs. It began, as I have stated before, by receiving envelopes stuffed with Brownie negatives my mom accumulated and saved. The capturing and accumulating began decades before I was born. As I have enjoyed handling, processing, organizing and gazing at these gems, I have learned a few things. These things may be just for me. In my mind. They make me happy.

This first photo has some damage at the bottom of the lady in the plaid suit. (I need to ask my mom her name again, so I can identify her here.) The damage blends pretty well with the tell-tale oil stains that cars, busses and trucks created back in the day. The lady to the right is my mom. I love how she is the only one turned towards the camera. She was on her way into work at the old Chrysler Hamtramck, MI plant on Davison. She worked in the Import/Export department. She took a bus sometimes. Sometimes she received a car ride into work with this lady and her husband. This shot was taken by the lady's husband before he went to park the car. I guess that is why she received the photo. Otherwise, I would never have seen it. Thank you dear couple that drove my mom to work! Processing these shots was a costly business back then. The camera itself would set some people back a more than a month's salary just to purchase. This is one of the astounding bits of information I have learned along this journey. That is another subject for another day!

I love this shot for many reasons. No, it is not museum quality. It is however one of the few photos that were candid, man on the street, capturing the day and world the way it was. It is my family version of a LIFE Magazine photo. I loved it so much I had to get it printed in an 8x10 size. It shows just how close a residential street was to this manufacturing facility. It shows the front grill style of bus that transported so many people around the streets of Detroit, a concept so foreign to me, a suburban girl. We had a car to travel by. I even walked to school.

Most of all this shows my mom looking stylish and fashionable on her way to a job that what not being a mom to me and my sister and brother or even a wife. I wish there were more of these candid, on the street shots. However, if there were, this one may not have made the lasting impact and adoration I have for it. In my mind, and most likely, only in my mind, it is museum worthy. Perhaps I will one day enlarge it through a Staples Store and display it on my living room wall. That process is another topic for another time.

Coffee. Chemex. Captivating.

I finally own one of these beautiful, novel coffee creators. I first learned of this ingenious device about a year and a half ago. I was searching the internet for a gasket replacement for my stovetop espresso brewer my sister gave me. Somehow, I clicked on something that lead me to this item. I learned that these were invented about a during WWII by a man named Peter J. Schlumbohm Ph.D. It left me curious about not only how does it make coffee, but why would you want to have one? Then, little by little, I kept thinking, "Wow, I should look for one." I searched on ebay and found a few. The only problem was they were pretty pricey for another novelty and why do I need another method in which to brew coffee? Then, I saw one at Williams-Sonoma last fall. They still make them. They have manufactured and sold them ever since Dr. Schlumbohn invented it! Still, too, why do I really need one? So, I turned away. Then, I was at an estate sale last week and found one for $1. The bonus was it came with the original instruction booklet! Well, this time I did not turn away. Now I just have to get filters for it. Luckily Williams-Sonoma sells those too! Now I can enjoy the novelty and the coffee it brews too.

Speaking of New York.......

I am trying to get better at making blog posts and incorporating different pictures other than what my own cameras will capture and videos from the vast array of choices of youtube. I have seen many others who are pros at using these sources and incorporating them with their own material. To me it is like accessorizing your wardrobe or home decor and embellishing a scrapbook or greeting card. They really add pizzaz and convey more of what you want to express through this digital medium of the blog world. Really amazing outcome when done the correct way. So these first attempts will be sparse and lame. The important fact is I am trying to learn something new. It is confusing and easy at the same time. Here goes:

New York City in 1955! This film is brought out of the storage canister from where it was originally produced and funded by TWA, or Trans World

Airlines. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trans_World_Airlines

Alas, it was once a premier airline carrier so many travelers used to circumvent the globe. It is no more. Joining the many companies and items no longer needed nor surviving in our world today.