Category Archives: Clothing

11-JUN

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Mechanization

Baked • Slaked • Shaken

Feeling tired? Run down? Worn out by a facial and shampoo? Consider yourself better off than the model at center (above), who seems to have dreamed she was an astronaut in a vibro-massage bra. She will presumably arise like some assembly-line Aphrodite, renewed in spirit if mildly mortified in the flesh.

This menacing array of instruments for self-enhancement was put together to show the variety of space-age beauty equipment now available, but it almost seems better calculated to prove the French maxim: il faut souffrir pour etre belle.

  • Vapor & Heating Machine
  • Ozone Vapor Spray
  • Hood & Comb Dryer
  • Belt Stimulator
  • Spot Reducer
  • 2 Hand Rollers
  • 3 Kinds Of Sun Lamp
  • 6 Massage Machines
  • Massage Couch
  • High-Frequency Massage Comb

Sending satellites to Venus, or aspiring to Venus-like charm, one is getting to be as complicated as the other. Over this photograph the London magazine Queen put the simple heading “All Systems Go!”

As they say, you must suffer to be beautiful.

09-MAY

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Relationship

The Cocktail Party (1956) by John Koch

Individual personality is shaped by the nature of relationships with others, beginning at birth, throughout life, but also those relationships that are remembered from times past, imagined during waking hours, fantasied in dreams at night, and even fabricated in hallucinations.

Harry Sullivan

18-APR

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Boredom

Too Much Coffee Man

My favorite cure for boredom is sleep. It’s very easy to get to sleep when bored and very hard to get bored after a long rest.

My next favorite is coffee. I usually keep a pot plugged in while working on the machine.

If these don’t work it may mean deeper Quality problems are bothering you and distracting you from what’s before you. The boredom is a signal that you should turn your attention to these problems.

Zen and the Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance (1974) by Robert Pirsig

25-MAR

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Influence

A thousand years from now human beings would probably continue to die of cancer and earthquake and such clownish mishaps as slipping in bathtubs.

Mankind would continue to be burdened with eyes that grow weak, feet that grow tired, noses that itch, intestines vulnerable to bacilli, and generative organs that are nervous until the age of virtue & senility.

Most people would continue, at least for a few hundred years, to sit in chairs, eat from dishes upon tables, read books — no matter how many cunning phonographic substitutes might be invented, wear shoes or sandals, sleep in beds, write with some sort of pens, and in general spend twenty or twenty-two hours a day much as they had spent them in 1930.

Tornadoes, floods, droughts, lightning, and mosquitoes would remain, along with the homicidal tendency known in the best of citizens when their sweethearts go dancing off with other men.

And, most fatally & abysmally, men of superior cunning, of slyer foxiness, whether they might be called Comrades, Brethren, Commissars, Kings, Patriots, Little Brothers of the Poor, or any other rosy name, would continue to have more influence than slower-witted men, however worthy.

It Can’t Happen Here (1935) by Sinclair Lewis