Glamour Shots

These are some fantastic pictures of my ancestry--primarily my father's family. These include his parents, his mother's parents, and a whole lot of glamour. I'll point out those I know and other notable items from the photos. Please take note of the striking resemblance of my young father and Ralph Maccio.

This is my dad on the left, with his parents. There are 12 cups on the table.

Same family, years later. Note the resemblance to Ralph. Also, my grandmother's stoll has a face still on it.

This is my poor grandmothers 1st Communion photo. This should be outlawed.

This is my poor graeat Aunt's 1st Communion photo. This should also be outlawed.

I'm not quite sure why my great Aunt is sitting upon a Shetland pony. Hit me up with your best idea.

This is my great grandfather with my great Aunt.

This is me, wearing my great aunt's FABULOUS dress.*

 

 

 

 

*If you see me in this dress in the future, pretend you haven't

Forgive me

But I had to post these pictures.

Love these

Sorry for the lack of posts recently. Things are hopefully heading back to good. 

These photos by Beverly Joubert who works for National Geographic were sold on the daily deal decor site One's Kings Lane (want an invite? let me know) really moved me. They would make such a statement in a living room. 

Some Tuesday Whimsy

Stunning photos from Etsy artist abbytrysagain. Haves me dreaming of a quiet, walking weekend with a little more sunshine and a little less snow than what I have now. 

Assisi

Italy-land of enchantment. I've yet to find anyone who's been to Italy and doesn't love it. I've been lucky enough to have visited the country twice. And, despite all the cliches about Italy (and Italian men), it really was just breathtaking. 

I don't know why I was ever reluctant to go to Assisi. I guess I just assumed St. Francis must have been from a boring, unattractive town. This is not one of my brighter assumptions. I though Assisi was knock-your-socks-off beautiful. Other people agree. 

This last one is by Natasha, who photographs my dreams.

Stop What You are Doing

And engross yourself in these photos. Taken across America between 1939-1943, they are some of the only color photos from the Depression era. They are striking. In some ways, they are striking because America looks very much the same. People dressed, danced, smiled and picnicked just as we do now. Others, like school children donning overalls with filthy feet, are a little farther outside of the norm.

Either way, the results are stunning. Some are even haunting.

Those are some dirty tootsies.

Love the car.

Circus!

Love that Chicago Rocked an Enormous PBR ad.

 These kids could literally be there this afternoon.

View them all here. I really recommend looking at them all.

1,000 words (x 5)

Feeling really moved by these black & white snapshots right now. The mood seems to match my own and the moments captured quiet my brain, albeit slightly. 

Some current favorites include Louis Stettner, Barbara Czartoryska and Yasuhiro Ishimoto.

Oh Barbara.

These cars look classier than today's. 

 

 

 

Ishimoto

Ishimoto

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Guess I have boobs and cars on my mind. So, I guess, not that unusual for me, in the end.