1943 Campus Cuties

’43 Cactus

I’m guessing this was taken at a Mexican restaurant that happened to have a tree inside it.

Can you imagine a 19-year-old dressing like this for a track meet?

Even minus the heels, in penny loafers and socks, Betty is dressed to impress.

Surely those soldiers were trying not to stare at Trebie.

Budgie knew how to hit the books.

Pat re-enacted her Gone With The Wind fantasy.

These fellows tried to get their attention after the photo shoot. Good luck!

Yes, We Really Wore That: 1987

Meg’s Sweet Shoppe, UT Austin

Yes. All those geometric figures and unnecessary flaps, bangled belts, and denim tops.

Yes. Popped collars.

Omega Psi Phi

Flintstone Barbies.

Acacia Cave Party

David Byrne meets Max Headroom.

Lois Richwine & Jesse Sublett by Jim Sigmon

Um, no. I never wore that. What IS that? Is it dead? Is it ruffles? He is speechless.

credit: Daniel Byram

He wishes he could unsee it. But he can’t.

It’s already been seen.

Black Health Professional Organization Eye Chart

All images from 1987 UT Austin Cactus.

The Popular Cork Room

Rare is the moment I get a yearbook pic without documenting the source. All I know about this source is that it was mid-60s and probably in Texas. In any event, I love the font on the Cork Room sign above. What I don’t get is why the other sign appears to say DROGS, not DRUGS.

But it wasn’t drugs that made this ‘do. Only black magic and sorcery could have enabled Lynda to achieve these “Kentucky Waterfall” tresses. Lynda shoots and scores on volume! 

This last one looks shows an era-specific soundboard with a not-so era-specific blond haircut. Must have seemed cutting edge at the time. 

Mixed Emotions

I got a new yearbook today, y’all. It’s a 1955 University of Miami. This shot was taken from UM’s 124 piece member band trip to El Salvador. It captures the response of El Salvadorans as the UM band helped celebrate the nation’s independence as “ambassadors of goodwill.”

This yearbook is RIPE, though, y’all. Frankly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you can smell the stale cigarette smoke wafting off the pages of this thing. It made my pants reak, just touching my lap. I think she can smell it.

Dandified First Mate

National Geographic 1/49

“Dandified first mate” are the words printed in the magazine, and you can see why. He’s getting the full diva treatment. Stephen Johnson receives a shave by Louise Stewart, and gets his nails done by Meg Young. Arthur Johnson (far right) turned 12 that day, and faced a rather odd visual of impending manhood.

Aboard the same Brigantine Yankee‘s deck, more grooming takes place, as Miss Booth gives Alan Pierce a haircut out in the fresh sunshine.

Meanwhile, Miss Stewart knits, and Mrs. Johnson eats her banana.