Category: Vintage
How Not To Freeze Your Eggs
This blowhard Dutchwoman is participating in an after-dinner sport called Eieren Blazen, or egg-blowing, the antidote for a meal rich in beef and potatoes. Amsterdam egg-blowers spent the evening, sitting on their hands and blowing toward the goal. Think you might fall into gluttonous sin tonight? No problem. We can burn off those calories. Simply fetch an empty eggshell, a billiard table with two goal nets, a dozen pals, and away we go.
I know it sounds farfetched, but could that be Morey Amsterdam actually IN AMSTERDAM, bug-eyed and diminutive in the cardigan?
Wishbone
Puttin’ In The Ritz
Spring: So Close, I Can Almost Smell It!
Cafeteria Happy Hour: Gramps Plays “Air Piano”
Up Close And Personal With Your Date’s Festive, Chest Hair-Covered Scarf
Blossom Or Sue Heck?

When I discovered this shot of happy teens playing some version of Alsatian Red Rover, I couldn’t decide if the lass in stripes and updo was Blossom/The Big Bag Theory‘s Mayim Bialik

or The Middle’s Eden Sher.

What do you think?
Sport 1949
“This world is but a canvas to our imagination.”– Thoreau

“Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.” — Pablo Picasso
“If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.” — Vincent Van Gogh
“No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.” — Oscar Wilde












