<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:51:43.285-08:00</updated><category term='Genevieve Tobin'/><category term='McCall patterns'/><category term='Bicycling'/><category term='Cold Comfort Farm'/><category term='Jeanette MacDonald'/><category term='Joan Crawford'/><category term='Jantzen'/><category term='1930s travel'/><category term='So Red the Nose'/><category term='Norma Shearer'/><category term='makeup history'/><category term='tanning makeup'/><category term='face powder'/><category term='Max Factor'/><category term='Singapore Gin Sling'/><category term='Royal Hawaiian'/><category term='Adrian'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve gowns'/><category term='1929'/><category term='1930s Cycling Fashion'/><category term='Kay Francis'/><category term='Tamara de Lempicka'/><category term='Travis Banton'/><category term='Victor Records'/><category term='Tangee'/><category term='Beach pajamas'/><category term='Elizabeth Arden'/><category term='Luggage'/><category term='cocktails'/><category term='Ponds'/><category term='manicures'/><category term='gymsuits'/><category term='Myrna Loy'/><category term='Jean Muir'/><category term='Grace Thorncliffe'/><category term='Claudette Colbert'/><category term='bathing beauties'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Beach accessories'/><category term='Cutex'/><category term='Colleen Moore'/><category term='The Ex-Mrs. Bradford'/><category term='suntans'/><category term='mascara'/><category term='Wallis Simpson'/><category term='Revlon'/><category term='Coats'/><category term='Lipstick'/><category term='Pajamas'/><category term='Pashley'/><category term='1930s'/><category term='Orchids on Your Budget'/><category term='Bathing suits'/><category term='cloche'/><category term='picnics vintage style'/><category term='Clara Bow'/><category term='Coty'/><category term='Pedicures'/><category term='ski/snow clothes'/><category term='Halloween costumes'/><category term='Hips Hips Hooray'/><category term='Judith Wood'/><category term='Hats'/><category term='Cartier'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Carole Lombard'/><category term='Mrs. Harrison Williams'/><category term='Helena Rubenstein'/><category term='handbags'/><category term='Sonja Henie'/><category term='This Way to Beauty'/><category term='Beach Pyjamas'/><category term='Summer camp'/><category term='1930s spectator sports clothes'/><category term='Lurline'/><category term='Cruisewear'/><category term='1930s golf wear'/><category term='Louise Brooks'/><category term='afternoon wear'/><category term='fall-winter fashions'/><category term='Dog mascots'/><category term='Mildred Pierce'/><category term='Jean Arthur'/><category term='John-Frederics'/><category term='Live Alone and Like It'/><category term='1920s'/><category term='Marjorie Hillis Roulston'/><category term='Lulu Hunt Peters'/><category term='Hawaii'/><category term='Sylvia of Hollywood'/><category term='Aviatrixes'/><category term='Maybelline'/><category term='Tennis fashions'/><category term='Du Barry'/><category term='Daniel Green slippers'/><category term='Bette Davis'/><category term='vintage hair'/><category term='1932 Olympics'/><category term='winter sports'/><category term='vintage manicures'/><category term='Diary of A Fashion Model'/><category term='Nora Charles'/><category term='Exercise routines'/><category term='Daywear'/><category term='Physical Culture'/><category term='bobbed hair'/><category term='Lounging pyjamas'/><title type='text'>The Painted Woman: 1930s Beauty &amp; Glamour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-403800480666146114</id><published>2010-07-09T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T17:42:55.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1932 Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s spectator sports clothes'/><title type='text'>Olympic Colors for Summer 1932</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe5eznhl-I/AAAAAAAACuM/q8MSUKaynBE/s1600/318454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492062209504810978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe5eznhl-I/AAAAAAAACuM/q8MSUKaynBE/s400/318454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 1932 summer Olympics, hosted by Los Angeles, took place in July-August, inspiring an Olympic theme in sportswear that season. The five colors of the Olympic rings were reproduced in wooden bead necklaces, in Bakelite bangles, in stripes on sweaters and scarves, belts, bathing suits, and hat bands. Though the worldwide economic depression meant that fewer people could actually attend the games, it was easy to add a little Olympic flair to your wardrobe, as &lt;em&gt;Ladies&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Home Journal&lt;/em&gt; described that August:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060370808297506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe3zx8HWCI/AAAAAAAACt0/ZGeXecub2UI/s400/2974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Forget all you’ve been told about this color going with that and prepare to mix your primaries. This summer the red-blue-green-yellow-black of the Olympic insignia are jumbled together to ensemble the gayest sports wardrobe fashion has presented in many a year. They’re running rings around all the new sports clothes. So prepare to radiate in these colors whether you’re going to adorn a front seat in California’s giant stadium or root for the home team in your own ball park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe4G6OVhJI/AAAAAAAACt8/Q-2B7mTZkMY/s1600/1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060699449722002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe4G6OVhJI/AAAAAAAACt8/Q-2B7mTZkMY/s400/1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But don’t think for a moment that the well-dressed have completely deserted their stand-bys – the double-breasted, big buttoned sports coat, the beret, the white sleeveless dress, the linen suit or the sun-tan bathing outfit. They have not, and neither should you. But look in this picture and see what’s happened to the old dears! Just look at the girls on the cover! Think what these very giddy Olympic accessories will do for you. Think what they’ll do to last year’s hangovers. Why, the most non-committal white dress attached to a sheaf of five colored bracelets, a five-ringed scarf and beret, becomes dramatic. In fact, this year, as never before, smart dressing is all in the mixing, and who could resist this gay call to the colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dorothy Shaver&lt;br /&gt;Vice President, Lord &amp;amp; Taylor, New York City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492062970548543426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe6LGufX8I/AAAAAAAACuU/xIn5bN-eTvU/s400/379488339_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bakelite clips like this could be picked up cheaply and attached to a neckline, a purse, or a scarf for instant Olympic chic. (1930s blue Bakelite often appears black today). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe3rIeG65I/AAAAAAAACtk/qGTczjU5UFA/s1600/!Bpp9!O!B2k~%24(KGrHqYOKiIEu,nT!n-TBLsS47kFmQ~~_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060222237633426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe3rIeG65I/AAAAAAAACtk/qGTczjU5UFA/s400/!Bpp9!O!B2k~%24(KGrHqYOKiIEu,nT!n-TBLsS47kFmQ~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The presence of Hollywood stars like Virginia Bruce added glamour to the X Olympiad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe3m2ehsOI/AAAAAAAACtc/9VvL1eaIm6w/s1600/jane+shilley+mildred+die.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492060148688072930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe3m2ehsOI/AAAAAAAACtc/9VvL1eaIm6w/s400/jane+shilley+mildred+die.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some ladies of the U.S. and Canadian track and field teams: Jane Shilley (left), the great Babe Didrikson (center) and Mildred Frizell (right). The ’32 games were the first to feature women’s track &amp;amp; field events. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492068312118035682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe_CBn5hOI/AAAAAAAACuk/uG1eFhwIfaQ/s400/il_430xN_125092630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Interestingly, we came across very little evidence that this trend was revived for the 1936 summer Olympics, hosted by Berlin. Rather, the location of the games seems to have sparked a renewed interest in Tyrolean and “Bavarian Peasant” fashions (perhaps the story behind this &lt;a href="http://http//www.etsy.com/listing/41192364/vintage-1930s-4-piece-hungarian-tyrolean?ref=sr_gallery_2&amp;amp;ga_search_query=1930s+peasant+blouse&amp;amp;ga_search_type=category&amp;amp;category=vintage&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;amazing 1930s Tyrolean outfit from Coronet Weeds&lt;/a&gt; on Etsy?); the only reference to “Olympic colors” we came across for summer of '36 was a suggestion that peasant blouses might be embroidered with the five colors of the Olympic rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-403800480666146114?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/403800480666146114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=403800480666146114' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/403800480666146114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/403800480666146114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/07/olympic-colors-for-summer-1932.html' title='Olympic Colors for Summer 1932'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDe5eznhl-I/AAAAAAAACuM/q8MSUKaynBE/s72-c/318454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-6334537041935784991</id><published>2010-07-05T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T14:01:04.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s spectator sports clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s golf wear'/><title type='text'>Ladies' Golf Wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI-ihVqWiI/AAAAAAAACtI/KZzQt2DllAQ/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490519658503756322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI-ihVqWiI/AAAAAAAACtI/KZzQt2DllAQ/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continuing the ladies’ sportswear theme as promised….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The carefree lady golfer image was a favorite for advertisers in the 1920s and ‘30s as the sport gained popularity among women players. Unlike some other sports, there does not appear to have been any particular golfing “uniform.” Any spectator sports dress that allowed for proper freedom of movement; knitwear; skirt with a sweater or "tuck in" blouse; divided skirts and culottes were all commonly worn on the links. We'll let the images speak for themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9pZK-_lI/AAAAAAAACs4/G6Y_IpL7g_0/s1600/webjudge3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490518677058944594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9pZK-_lI/AAAAAAAACs4/G6Y_IpL7g_0/s400/webjudge3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1924 &lt;em&gt;Judge&lt;/em&gt; humor magazine cover, "The right stick to wear on an approach." In the '20s they seem to have favored a white background with a colorful accent (scarf, sweater, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9gCLlaRI/AAAAAAAACso/-5tX67MvXpE/s1600/IMG_0005%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490518516268624146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9gCLlaRI/AAAAAAAACso/-5tX67MvXpE/s400/IMG_0005%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A 1925 golfer. From &lt;em&gt;Modes &amp;amp; Manners&lt;/em&gt; magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490515923720448578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7JIL7qkI/AAAAAAAACrg/KMcLrmMIJqM/s400/!BZYrdvwCGk~%24(KGrHgoH-DoEjlLluCsSBKmenQi-JQ~~_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490515866794694194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7F0HxljI/AAAAAAAACrY/W4f0KMkP_ng/s400/!BZyK7F!CGk~%24(KGrHgoH-DQEjlLl),B%2BBKo(H68)pw~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516227204739682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7aywOcmI/AAAAAAAACro/NJK_h13n5y4/s400/1932-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;July 1932&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490515810067409090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7Cgy76MI/AAAAAAAACrQ/GUEnnIxuMI8/s400/!BshGv2!EWk~%24(KGrHqMH-D8EvcgVzdDcBL4JylHV-g~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jean Harlow was often photographed on the links.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI8DX1F3dI/AAAAAAAACsI/-sA0jW1LVtY/s1600/1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516924352028114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI8DX1F3dI/AAAAAAAACsI/-sA0jW1LVtY/s400/1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in yellow, 1934.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516987477550754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI8HC_Y5qI/AAAAAAAACsQ/xrWLlyq7x04/s400/g16732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490515743310414866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI6-oG1BBI/AAAAAAAACrI/keJBajdpH2s/s400/!Bkl!4tgBWk~%24(KGrHqEH-CUEtfHUMSQQBLYJM-g4D!~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Outdoor Girl cosmetics used the lady golfer image on their packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490519037489478418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9-X4UexI/AAAAAAAACtA/xbFkhTK7BUw/s400/macys+36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"There's a new swing on the dance floor... and Macy's follows through with a new swing on the golf course." Gray flannel culottes and tuck in shirt. Also came in lemon yellow, blue, leaf green or brown Croydon check. Manhatter felt cloche, precial golf shoe with spikes, and ankle socks of Shetland. At right, chamois cardigain and chamois half-fingered golf gloves. 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490518356086596706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9WtdNpGI/AAAAAAAACsg/e66gwZcX_pk/s400/IMagnin36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;California's I Magnin's culottes of wool knit with cord belt and sports shirt of contrasting color. Visor in linen. 1936.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516401255590242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7k7JLqWI/AAAAAAAACr4/wb-tSQJAI_c/s400/e26e_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This complete ladies' golf outfit from around the same time as the above ads came up on eBay several years ago. It still breaks our hearts that it wasn't our size - not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7o0dXmCI/AAAAAAAACsA/Ict0VHrmngs/s1600/f768_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516468180686882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7o0dXmCI/AAAAAAAACsA/Ict0VHrmngs/s400/f768_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490516302711551906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI7fMCc96I/AAAAAAAACrw/KOvZNrxTXd0/s400/1934+gossard+corset.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ad for Gossard corsets. The golfer image drew attention to the product's flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490518597126562130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI9kvZnoVI/AAAAAAAACsw/PoEFZCY27os/s400/mccallum+hosiery+1927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;McCallum Hosiery ad, 1927&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-6334537041935784991?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6334537041935784991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=6334537041935784991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6334537041935784991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6334537041935784991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/07/ladies-golf-wear.html' title='Ladies&apos; Golf Wear'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDI-ihVqWiI/AAAAAAAACtI/KZzQt2DllAQ/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-3543099427286194987</id><published>2010-07-03T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:59:29.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDAi4ScU2eI/AAAAAAAACrA/-hVi4KxHaEA/s1600/!BjD0PggBGk~%24(KGrHqUOKi8Esnvtml1vBLR8q5yyu!~~_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489926296183298530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDAi4ScU2eI/AAAAAAAACrA/-hVi4KxHaEA/s400/!BjD0PggBGk~%24(KGrHqUOKi8Esnvtml1vBLR8q5yyu!~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDAimuChZ7I/AAAAAAAACq4/2YMeh6UiwNs/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489925994353616818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDAimuChZ7I/AAAAAAAACq4/2YMeh6UiwNs/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-3543099427286194987?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3543099427286194987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=3543099427286194987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3543099427286194987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3543099427286194987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TDAi4ScU2eI/AAAAAAAACrA/-hVi4KxHaEA/s72-c/!BjD0PggBGk~%24(KGrHqUOKi8Esnvtml1vBLR8q5yyu!~~_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-9129561158002612314</id><published>2010-06-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T06:12:02.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s Cycling Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bicycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pashley'/><title type='text'>Oh, Pashley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuT7hs_yiI/AAAAAAAACqo/mYeKOMbZM3Y/s1600/84332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643221749746210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuT7hs_yiI/AAAAAAAACqo/mYeKOMbZM3Y/s400/84332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We’ve been swooning over the Pashley Sovereign Princess ever since gorgeous Fleur de Guerr wrote about them in &lt;a href="http://www.diaryofavintagegirl.com/2009/07/english-rose-french-fancy.html"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;of her blog, &lt;em&gt;Diary of a Vintage Girl&lt;/em&gt;, last summer. Not realizing it at the time, this is also the bike we’d long admired in the pages of &lt;em&gt;Victoria&lt;/em&gt; magazine in the 1990s. Until fairly recently, there weren’t any shops distributing them in the vicinity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643435157231490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuUH8tTl4I/AAAAAAAACqw/M8APgsIa2ms/s400/Pashley_Princess_Bicycle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642722571103330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTeeHiLGI/AAAAAAAACqQ/_idR3qbNTwM/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But one was finally located, and a Regency Green Pashley will be arriving here in August!! We can finally imagine we’re in St. Mary Mead, home of Miss Marple, or Tilling, the home of Miss Mapp, and later Emmeline “Lucia” Lucas, in E.F. Benson’s books - all time favorites around here. It’s in the last book of the series, &lt;em&gt;Trouble for Lucia&lt;/em&gt; (1939) that Lucia starts a fad for bicycling:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"The bicycles arrived a week later, nickel-plated and belled and braked; Lucia had the borough arms of Tilling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;brilliantly painted on the tool bag behind her saddle. They were brought up to Mallards after dark; and next morning after breakfast the two rode about the garden paths, easily passing up the narrow path into the kitchen garden, making circles round the mulberry tree on the lawn (‘Here we go round the mulberry tree’ lightly-heartedly warbled Lucia) and proving themselves adepts. . . At the shopping hour they mounted and bumped slowly down the cobbles of the steep street into the High Street, ready&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;to ring their bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643149855738706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuT3V4IS1I/AAAAAAAACqg/DSoPME2w3SM/s400/Hercules%2520Popular%2520J.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This one appearance of Lucia and Georgie doing their shopping on bicycles had been enough to kindle the spark of admiration in the breast of the more mature ladies of Tilling. It looked so lissome, so gaily adolescent to weave your way in and out of traffic and go for a spin in the country, and surely if Lucia could, they could also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It became fashionable to career up and down the High Street after dark, when traffic was diminished, and the whole length of it resounded with tinkling bells and twinkled with bicycle-lamps. . ." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642894611440050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTofBJYbI/AAAAAAAACqY/FTpz0Vsau2U/s400/1933+GGPArk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;“‘Now we can put on the pace a little Georgie,’ said Lucia and she shot ahead. All her practicings had been on the level roads of the marsh or on the sea-shore, and at once she was travelling much faster than she had intended, and with eyes glued on the curving road, she fumbled for her brake. She completely lost her head. All she could find in her agitation was her bell, and incessantly ringing, she sped with ever increasing velocity down the short steep road towards the bridge over the railway. A policeman on point duty stepped forward with the arresting arm of the law held out to stop her…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Above: "Miss Sally Emerson and Miss Jean Williams question Park Policeman Arthur Dolan as to why he arrested them 1933 Golden Gate Park" From the San Francisco Public Library historical photo collection.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642602216577874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTXdwx21I/AAAAAAAACqI/Pj7_RqImOzA/s400/1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Cycling was popular for women in the 1930s for fitness and leisure. Attire for country or resort-area rides was casual - a pair of high-waist shorts or skirt and a blouse, with or without coordinated knee socks; or a sports dress. Culottes (also worn for golf and tennis) or divided skirts were practical for those that wanted freedom of movement but couldn’t – or wouldn’t – wear shorts. Shown below, a 2-piece bicycling costume of pink linen, 1935, consisting of divided skirt with a scarf for the waist and another for the collar, in turquoise stripes. The shirt has a long tail to keep it from pulling out. White calf bicycle shoes with leather heels that are quite flat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTOU5refI/AAAAAAAACqA/WHrjmXz-Re8/s1600/1935+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642445219166706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTOU5refI/AAAAAAAACqA/WHrjmXz-Re8/s400/1935+-+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Town, a dress, perhaps of silk or linen, was a more likely ladies’ choice. Phoenix Hosiery, in this 1934 ad, emphasized the durability and stretching capacity of their product, with the ladylike cyclist in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTGeJa1gI/AAAAAAAACp4/97B3dQIfhGs/s1600/1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488642310262150658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuTGeJa1gI/AAAAAAAACp4/97B3dQIfhGs/s400/1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Color image above: from the Lake Pepin 3-Speed Tour website, &lt;a href="http://www.3speedtour.com/"&gt;http://www.3speedtour.com/&lt;/a&gt;. A divine-sounding tour around Lake Pepin, Minnesota, 1930s style. Top image, Coca-Cola ad, 1934.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-9129561158002612314?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/9129561158002612314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=9129561158002612314' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/9129561158002612314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/9129561158002612314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-pashley.html' title='Oh, Pashley!'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCuT7hs_yiI/AAAAAAAACqo/mYeKOMbZM3Y/s72-c/84332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-618582373562911824</id><published>2010-06-24T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:01:30.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Vogue November 1939</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486364563769002562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCN7gLO-CkI/AAAAAAAACpA/F7fFfe69CYc/s400/twilight-girls-ss-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We don’t pay much attention to modern magazines typically. But in line at the market yesterday, our eyes were drawn to the cover of the July 2010 &lt;em&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/em&gt;, which features a &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/magazine/toc/contents-201007"&gt;stunning color photo of Elizabeth Taylor &lt;/a&gt;in a white bathing suit, c.1960s. Flipping through the issue (which has a long article on Elizabeth – the Richard Burton years), another photo caught our eye – that above, of the “&lt;em&gt;Twilight- Eclipse&lt;/em&gt; girls” by Norman Jean Roy. We instantly recognized it as a tribute to the November 1, 1939 cover of &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;. Not bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Clockwise from top left: &lt;em&gt;Eclipse’s&lt;/em&gt; Ashley Greene, Bryce Dallas Howard, and Dakota Fanning. See it and more images, &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/features/2010/07/twilight-eclipse-girls-slide-show-201007#slide=1#ixzz0rmN0sRbz"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Condé Nast began publishing &lt;em&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/em&gt; in 1913 (originally called &lt;em&gt;Dress and Vanity Fair&lt;/em&gt;). It ceased publication in 1935 and merged with Nast’s bi-monthly &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt; in 1936. The current &lt;em&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/em&gt; started up in 1983. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486365265449626658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCN8JBMqrCI/AAAAAAAACpI/LH_8Kqf4BSs/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Horst shot this photo for &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt; (Makeup by Elizabeth Arden, jewels by Marcus). November 1, 1939.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486364376041542130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCN7VP5QUfI/AAAAAAAACo4/G4dygEfrnKs/s400/3508375833_7ab77eec9f.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Pin-up” artist Alberto Vargas was also apparently inspired by Horst’s photo when he designed this face powder box for Jergens in the 1940s (note same fringed shawl backdrop). Image is from the lovely Vintage Powder Room, &lt;a href="http://vintagepowderroom.com/?tag=home-front"&gt;http://vintagepowderroom.com/?tag=home-front&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-618582373562911824?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/618582373562911824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=618582373562911824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/618582373562911824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/618582373562911824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-vogue-november-1939.html' title='From Vogue November 1939'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCN7gLO-CkI/AAAAAAAACpA/F7fFfe69CYc/s72-c/twilight-girls-ss-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-7561483385171276955</id><published>2010-06-23T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:02:12.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bathing suits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach pajamas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach accessories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suntans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach Pyjamas'/><title type='text'>Beach &amp; Poolside Fashions - 1935</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ56N4_J-I/AAAAAAAACoY/M6ns9CcoYX4/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486081337158739938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ56N4_J-I/AAAAAAAACoY/M6ns9CcoYX4/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With summer officially here, we thought we'd start by sharing some images of casual beach and pool fashions, all from 1935. The above image was "taken aboard the &lt;em&gt;Lurline&lt;/em&gt;" en route to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ5fEfEIkI/AAAAAAAACoQ/bvvFW5vbnxU/s1600/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486080870777627202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ5fEfEIkI/AAAAAAAACoQ/bvvFW5vbnxU/s400/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "For sheer swank afloat or ashore," halters and jersey pajama pants were popular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ4LPCn61I/AAAAAAAACoA/hjABIvV3eUE/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486079430502116178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ4LPCn61I/AAAAAAAACoA/hjABIvV3eUE/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486079188100835138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ39IBp50I/AAAAAAAACn4/JmjVy_536r8/s400/IMG_0001u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486083946151204626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ8SFJQ1xI/AAAAAAAACog/HarvlEHUIv4/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writer Nancy Hale shown in her “special outfit for summer travel on the seas” - white gabardine shorts and a halter made from Woolworth’s sportier red cotton handkerchiefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486079986230341106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ4rlSjrfI/AAAAAAAACoI/OF1xYcKMZ9c/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pool beauties. Plaid suit in the top image is similar to #1, the "dressmaker suit" below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ34ESsF6I/AAAAAAAACnw/DWPTL2LI9I0/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486079101199194018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ34ESsF6I/AAAAAAAACnw/DWPTL2LI9I0/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486104933803816210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCKPXuPk9RI/AAAAAAAACoo/D3hvPaJLWw8/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486106562813302530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCKQ2ixtFwI/AAAAAAAACow/ZT_PFIucxoQ/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't forget the Sun-Pruf cream!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-7561483385171276955?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7561483385171276955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=7561483385171276955' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7561483385171276955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7561483385171276955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/06/beach-poolside-fashions-1935.html' title='Beach &amp; Poolside Fashions - 1935'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TCJ56N4_J-I/AAAAAAAACoY/M6ns9CcoYX4/s72-c/IMG_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-2101829306824769014</id><published>2010-06-16T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T21:17:36.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan Crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mildred Pierce'/><title type='text'>New Mildred Pierce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBlMJ66TjRI/AAAAAAAACnY/L8RszsxqDnk/s1600/Mildred-Pierce-location-1lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkcwDePGRI/AAAAAAAACmg/pveVP6Ya8sU/s1600/Oscar%2Bwinning%2Bactress%2BKate%2BWinslet%2Bseen%2Bfilming%2B1V_k5Ntsc5Ll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445633191713042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkcwDePGRI/AAAAAAAACmg/pveVP6Ya8sU/s400/Oscar%2Bwinning%2Bactress%2BKate%2BWinslet%2Bseen%2Bfilming%2B1V_k5Ntsc5Ll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are we the last people in the country to hear about the new &lt;em&gt;Mildred Pierce&lt;/em&gt; made-for-tv movie with Kate Winslet? We found out about it by accident: while researching something totally different, came across a picture of Miss Winslet in a cute, decidedly ‘30s frock (above) and did a double take! It’s still being filmed now, and slated to air on HBO later this year as a mini-series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483443130326477554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkaeXkqavI/AAAAAAAAClg/gBJKfsZ3DvY/s400/kate_winslet_09_wenn2812480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it’s based on the same source material as the classic 1945 film starring Joan Crawford, it does not appear that the current project could accurately be described as a “remake” of that film. James M. Cain’s grim and rather sordid 1941 novel is set in the 1930s-early '40s and is as much a story of the Depression as anything else. Nothing really dramatic happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483501304162754162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBlPYiADHnI/AAAAAAAACno/A7TB4iAj0xI/s400/21ngj9i.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The film noir aspects of &lt;em&gt;Mildred Pierce&lt;/em&gt; were added by Hollywood. This was Crawford’s first film for Warner’s, having been forced to leave Metro, and she won an Oscar If adhering more closely to the original book as they apparently are, the new tv-Mildred will probably remind us more of the 1934 film &lt;em&gt;Imitation of Life&lt;/em&gt; with Claudette Colbert and Louise Beavers than &lt;em&gt;Mildred&lt;/em&gt;. We will have to wait and see. It looks like they’re doing a good job with the sets and clothing, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483497449562668818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBlL4KfxfxI/AAAAAAAACnI/aKA-83bsPUc/s400/kate_winslet_47_wenn2812346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483444621403013618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkb1KRAwfI/AAAAAAAAClw/WMKCESQ-rg0/s400/Oscar%2Bwinning%2Bactress%2BKate%2BWinslet%2Bseen%2Bfilming%2B-0CjIF_RH_wl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey, the front of that Model A looks very familiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkcOWqJfYI/AAAAAAAACmA/qk5gyT_O2Ss/s1600/Kate%2Bs%2Bemotional%2Bscene%2BHuvAcHIUrbOl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445054226398594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkcOWqJfYI/AAAAAAAACmA/qk5gyT_O2Ss/s400/Kate%2Bs%2Bemotional%2Bscene%2BHuvAcHIUrbOl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More costumes from the film&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483442584634832050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkZ-mtotLI/AAAAAAAAClI/7K1QbSVjYmA/s400/Kate%2BWinslet%2Btakes%2Bstep%2Bback%2Btime%2Bset%2BMildred%2BdqYrujLa5H9l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483497561280378050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBlL-qrWdMI/AAAAAAAACnQ/hPY6ZrM6zTs/s400/Kate%2BWinslet%2Bseen%2Bscribbling%2Bnotebook%2Bfilms%2BfwLY1GlKC9Hl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkZ4SiNNFI/AAAAAAAAClA/VOsSaa9jN5U/s1600/Kate%2Bs%2Bvintage%2Blook%2BdRK4WPTbOBNl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483442476138968146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkZ4SiNNFI/AAAAAAAAClA/VOsSaa9jN5U/s400/Kate%2Bs%2Bvintage%2Blook%2BdRK4WPTbOBNl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James M. Cain's story spans a number of years, from pre-Repeal days into the late '30s-early '40s &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483441917986652962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkZXzQUwyI/AAAAAAAACkg/TIDYVidGb1k/s400/kate_winslet_18_wenn2812317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483442138090302370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkZknNH66I/AAAAAAAACkw/xrS8BOCDqrU/s400/evan-rachel+as+veda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Top: extras hamming it up on the set? Lower: Evan Rachel Wood, whom we admit we've never heard of before, plays Veda, the eldest Pierce daughter (fated to get slapped no matter which source material they're using).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483499616684653362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBlN2Tp6uzI/AAAAAAAACng/kg-48Rv-1og/s400/44mp64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One last note: In doing "research" for this post, we saw Joan Crawford being derided repeatedly for her supposed “middle aged” appearance in &lt;em&gt;Mildred Pierce. &lt;/em&gt;We wish we could direct their attention to this still, from the beach house scene: underneath those shoulder pads, Joan retained an enviable, trim dancer’s figure. Picture, and many more, from our favorite site for all things Joan, &lt;a href="http://www.joancrawfordbest.com/filmsmildred.htm"&gt;The Best of Everything: A Joan Crawford Encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-2101829306824769014?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2101829306824769014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=2101829306824769014' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2101829306824769014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2101829306824769014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-mildred-pierce.html' title='New Mildred Pierce'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TBkcwDePGRI/AAAAAAAACmg/pveVP6Ya8sU/s72-c/Oscar%2Bwinning%2Bactress%2BKate%2BWinslet%2Bseen%2Bfilming%2B1V_k5Ntsc5Ll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-6651104263838581320</id><published>2010-06-04T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:05:25.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aviatrixes'/><title type='text'>Aviatrix Style in Life and Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlm2_QafGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0bBrxQ40_2E/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479023516552166498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlm2_QafGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0bBrxQ40_2E/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the 1920s and ‘30s, women aviatrixes made headlines and were greatly admired – for their pioneering efforts in a field that was still new, even for men; for their bravery and dare-devilry; and for their dash and style. These ladies were so glamorous, there was not much even Hollywood could do to improve on them. We only mention a few; there were many others. A reading list follows. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479020864698842466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlkcoVT_WI/AAAAAAAACeY/Z143me2dKng/s400/1-amelia-earhart-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below: Amelia with her trademark pearls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021191396206994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlkvpYCKZI/AAAAAAAACe4/bo3naFrk4JI/s400/amelia_earhart+with+her+pearls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479024244004048706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlnhVOdT0I/AAAAAAAAChY/BBvrHy3CBIE/s400/amelia_swank.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hillary Swank plays Miss Earhart in the 2009 movie &lt;em&gt;Amelia&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021253168829442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlkzPfxlAI/AAAAAAAACfA/iw93eb6lOxk/s400/Amy-Johnson-c19301.gif" border="0" /&gt; Amy Johnson, above, flew solo from England to Australia in 1930. Her insouciance and remarks to the press about having to powder her nose mid-flight, and the fact that she always flew with a tennis racket and an evening gown, endeared her to the Mayfair smart set. She and her playboy husband, Jim Mollison, were known as “The Flying Sweethearts” (until they divorced). Her plane went down (over the Thames Estuary) in 1941, and her body was never found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlmB0b2wwI/AAAAAAAACgw/aB0zNMTHEWY/s1600/PanchoBarnes_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022603114300162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlmB0b2wwI/AAAAAAAACgw/aB0zNMTHEWY/s400/PanchoBarnes_portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Florence Lowe “Pancho” Barnes, who grew up a privileged child in Pasadena, California, began training horses and flying stunt planes for Hollywood in the 1920s (she worked with Howard Hughes on &lt;em&gt;Hell’s Angels&lt;/em&gt;). She operated a notorious nightclub in the Mojave Desert, The Happy Bottom Riding Club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021130942904994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlksIK1-qI/AAAAAAAACew/vnh_zcmAKpg/s400/amelia+and+pancho.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Pancho Barnes (left) and Amelia Earhart (center) along with other ladies of aviation. Image: &lt;a href="http://www.centennialofflight.gov/essay/Explorers_Record_Setters_and_Daredevils/Barnes/EX17.htm"&gt;U.S. Centennial of Flight Commission&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021711893494658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllN8YQe4I/AAAAAAAACfo/LySAzqKEB-w/s400/bessie_coleman3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Elizabeth "Bessie" Coleman, from the segregated American south, had to overcome racial as well as gender barriers to become a flyer. Nicknamed “Queen Bess” and “Brave Bess,” she earned her pilot’s license in France in 1921, a time when it was still considered daring just to ride &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; a plane, much less fly one. She thrilled crowds when performing at “barnstormer” air show events. Tragically, she was killed preparing for one in 1926. Image below: &lt;a href="http://jpg1.lapl.org/00077/00077729.jpg"&gt;L.A. Public Library Digital Photo Collection&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021600006437490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllHbkTenI/AAAAAAAACfg/VHwYClCcjkw/s400/bessie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Flying Ace&lt;/em&gt; (1926) features actress Kathryn Boyd as a "female daredevil" pilot. The character is based on Coleman. This rarity will be screened at the &lt;a href="http://www.silentfilm.org/index.php"&gt;San Francisco Silent Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;, July 17, 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021871263091810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllXOE7jGI/AAAAAAAACf4/EeB4rE9MWGc/s400/flying+ace+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read more at the Indiana University’s &lt;a href="http://www.indiana.edu/~bfca/"&gt;Black Film Center Archives&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021451285802002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlk-xiirBI/AAAAAAAACfY/aIBBAeP9Xaw/s400/beryl+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above and below: the beautiful Beryl Markham. Raised in East Africa, she became a bush pilot, and in September 1936 was the first person to fly solo across the Atlantic from east to west. In addition to her flying, she is famous for her affair with Denys Fitch Hatton. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021394822574290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlk7fMqMNI/AAAAAAAACfQ/RwDNXJR5gFc/s400/beryl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479146835752917522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAnXBHFCGhI/AAAAAAAACiA/XP2mVb1yxck/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dust jacket art for &lt;em&gt;Wings of Love&lt;/em&gt;, the Love Story of a Girl Aviator (1934). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllvatqtUI/AAAAAAAACgY/RlI7AwfFmDY/s1600/loy35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022286972040514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllvatqtUI/AAAAAAAACgY/RlI7AwfFmDY/s400/loy35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: Myrna Loy as an aviatrix in &lt;em&gt;Wings in the Dark&lt;/em&gt; (1935) with Cary Grant, now on DVD. Below, Myrna's pants from the movie, below were up for auction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022526291220386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAll9WPzl6I/AAAAAAAACgo/w9vfl67k8Qs/s400/myrna%27s+pants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021803136990946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllTQSZvuI/AAAAAAAACfw/SbRC_PGDTms/s400/carymyrnaandamelia_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Will the real aviatrix please stand up? (or sit down?): Myrna, Cary, and Amelia Earhart, probably around the time of &lt;em&gt;Wings in the Dark&lt;/em&gt;. Image from the &lt;a href="http://happythoughtsdarling.wordpress.com/2009/08/24/cary-grant-myrna-loy-and-amelia-earhart-1934/"&gt;Happy Thoughts Darling &lt;/a&gt;film blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlllwUXDXI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NKy0dpJ8_q8/s1600/KatherineCheung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022120972782962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlllwUXDXI/AAAAAAAACgQ/NKy0dpJ8_q8/s400/KatherineCheung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: Breaking cultural and gender barriers was Katherine Sui Fun Cheung, the first Chinese-American woman to be a licensed pilot (1932), who was inevitably called "The Chinese Amelia Earhart."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below, Lee Ya-Ching, "China's First Lady of the Air" in 1939, the year she played herself (more or less) in Frank Borzage's film &lt;em&gt;Disputed Passage.&lt;/em&gt; The gorgeous aviatrix was a natural for Hollywood, having been a silent film star in China already, but she was actually in the U.S.A. on a mission of mercy - seeking assistance for Chinese refugees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022444932212258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAll4nKTpiI/AAAAAAAACgg/hne2bBDNpGQ/s400/Lee+Ya-Ching+1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022050871097154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAllhrK0N0I/AAAAAAAACgI/x6KmvvivbWE/s400/Jackie_Cochran_at_1938_Bendix_Race1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jacqueline "Jackie" Cochran, a contemporary of Amelia Earhart. The subtitle of her autobiography, &lt;em&gt;Jackie Cochran: the Autobiography of the Greatest Woman Pilot in Aviation History&lt;/em&gt; gives you an idea of her ego (recent publications have shortened it to simply "An Autobiography'), but it is not without basis: she set women's speed records and established (and commanded) the Women's Airforce Service Pilots during World War II. She also created a cosmetics company with the motto "Wings to Beauty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479022789408604706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlmMqb4QiI/AAAAAAAAChA/vojs-vF69MY/s400/womeninthewindmain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kay Francis (above with Sheila Bromley) as an aviatrix competing in a women's air derby in &lt;em&gt;Women in the Wind&lt;/em&gt; (1939), her last picture for Warner's. Image from the &lt;a href="http://http//www.kayfrancisfilms.com/2008/12/women-in-wind-1939.html"&gt;Kay Francis blog&lt;/a&gt;. Kay does a fine job with the material she's given. Cast member Eve Arden mentions this film in her autobiography, referring to a scene in which her plane nosedives and goes down in flames. When the camera cuts to a close up of Eve being carried off the field, her makeup is perfect, not a hair out of place. "The audience howled,' she remembers. The film was based on a book by Francis Walton. "Powder Puff Derbies" were very popular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479075288480827282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAmV8guFR5I/AAAAAAAACho/sVrjOFAcO7w/s400/bio_thaden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Real-life champion air racer Louise Thaden. From the website &lt;a href="http://www.breakingthroughtheclouds.com/noframes.asp?f=contestants.html"&gt;Breaking Through the Clouds &lt;/a&gt;- visit them to see more photos and information about the first women's national air race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479020952796046802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlkhwhUpdI/AAAAAAAACeg/nhpHGQq3Dlk/s400/11c_lindbergh_in+China+1931+from+the+Smith+College+Archives.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Above: Anne Morrow Lindbergh. Though overshadowed as Wife of Charles, Anne (born Anne Spencer Morrow) was an aviatrix in her own right, as well as the author of several non-fiction books and novels. Her &lt;em&gt;North to the Orient&lt;/em&gt;, for example (1935) is an account of the couple's flight to the Orient in 1931, for which she served as co-pilot and navigator. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlklqK9llI/AAAAAAAACeo/SFHA8c9Is_I/s1600/3229773971_1d687d1d57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479021019811124818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlklqK9llI/AAAAAAAACeo/SFHA8c9Is_I/s400/3229773971_1d687d1d57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you can't do a floor show, do an air show! Ladies on the wing in &lt;em&gt;Flying Down to Rio&lt;/em&gt; (1933). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479081517386507746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAmbnFM7JeI/AAAAAAAACh4/P0TCDpVPkH4/s400/51yuIuig-TL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Phryne Fisher, she of the Dutch-doll bob in Kerry Greenwood's Phryne Fisher mystery series (set in 1928), shows off her flying skills in the series' second installment, &lt;em&gt;Flying Too High (&lt;/em&gt;2007 edition&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480250629881500498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TA3C6Yoyk1I/AAAAAAAACiQ/bTtXQeKArf8/s400/hepburn+plane.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Katherine Hepburn plays a famous aviatrix in&lt;em&gt; Christopher Strong&lt;/em&gt; (1933), based on the novel by Gilbert Frankau. The slender Hepburn looked great in her flying clothes, but her most memorable costume from this film (from &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; film) is the infamous silver moth get-up. In real life, Miss Hepburn learned how to fly from one of the best: her beau, aviator Howard Hughes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480250767351287858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TA3DCYwJEDI/AAAAAAAACiY/c6h70T-BPqQ/s400/1498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Flora (Kate Beckinsale) gets set to go flying in &lt;em&gt;Cold Comfort Farm&lt;/em&gt; (1995). Stella Gibbons’ 1932 novel is set in the “near future” when, apparently, planes would be as common as automobiles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Further Reading, a selected bibliography&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amelia Earhart:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sound of Wings: The Life of Amelia Earhart&lt;/em&gt; by Mary S. Lovell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fun of It: Random Records of My Own Flying and of Women in Aviation&lt;/em&gt;. By Amelia Earhart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;East to the Dawn: The Life of Amelia Earhart&lt;/em&gt; by Susan Butler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Johnson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy Johnson&lt;/em&gt; by Constance Babington Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy Johnson, Queen of the Air&lt;/em&gt; by Midge Gillies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sky Roads of the World: Amy Johnson’s Story About Her Adventurous Flying Career&lt;/em&gt; by Amy Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne Morrow Lindbergh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anne Morrow Lindbergh: Her Life&lt;/em&gt; by Susan Hertog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beryl Markham:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;West with the Night&lt;/em&gt; by Beryl Markham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Straight on Till Morning: A Biography of Beryl Markham&lt;/em&gt; by Mary S. Lovell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bessie Coleman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queen Bess: Daredevil Aviator&lt;/em&gt; by Doris L. Rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacqueline Cochran&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jackie Cochran: An Autobiograph&lt;/em&gt;y by Jacqueline Cochran, with Maryann Bucknum Brinley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jackie Cochran: Pilot in the Fast Lane&lt;/em&gt; by Doris L. Rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacqueline Cochran: First Lady of Flight&lt;/em&gt; by Marquita O. Fisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Ya-Ching and Katherine Sui Fun Cheung:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sisters of Heaven: China’s Barnstorming Aviatrixes: Modernity, Feminism and Popular Imagination in Asia and the West&lt;/em&gt; by Patti Gully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louise Thaden:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;High, Wide and Frightened&lt;/em&gt; by Louise M. Thaden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pancho Barnes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Happy Bottom Riding Club: The Life and Times of Pancho Barnes&lt;/em&gt; by Lauren Kessler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Power Puff Derby: Petticoat Pilots and Flying Flappers&lt;/em&gt; by Mike Walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Powder Puff Derby of 1929: The True Story of the First Women’s Cross Country Air Race&lt;/em&gt; by Gene Nora Jesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before Amelia: Women Pilots in the Early Days of Aviation&lt;/em&gt; by Eileen F. Lebow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480253134597510498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TA3FMLbn1WI/AAAAAAAACig/eV9i2MkDdSo/s400/aviatrixb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-6651104263838581320?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6651104263838581320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=6651104263838581320' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6651104263838581320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6651104263838581320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/06/aviatrix-style-in-life-and-fiction.html' title='Aviatrix Style in Life and Fiction'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAlm2_QafGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0bBrxQ40_2E/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-6227832988185775242</id><published>2010-06-02T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:06:47.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Comfort Farm'/><title type='text'>Cold Comfort Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLOEwwL1I/AAAAAAAACeQ/qIpGA-GqB_4/s1600/tea+with+Mrs+Smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359648958687554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLEzwEKUI/AAAAAAAACeA/E4w6YWboEpc/s400/0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"When I am 53, I hope to write a novel as good as &lt;em&gt;Persuasion&lt;/em&gt;, but in a modern setting."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Flora Poste in &lt;em&gt;Cold Comfort Farm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 1995 movie with Kate Beckinsale is a favorite around here, as is the 1932 Stella Gibbons novel. We’ve read the book and watched this movie so many times it’s silly. As Flora Poste, Miss Beckinsale gets to wear some lovely period outfits – smart little dresses for Town, evening gowns for nightclubbing, and lots of sturdy woolens, tweed, and - sigh! - knitwear for Country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;em&gt;lovely&lt;/em&gt; screencaps are from a Kate Beckinsale fansite, &lt;a href="http://kate-b.net/2010/02/07/cold-comfort-farm-screencaps"&gt;http://kate-b.net/2010/02/07/cold-comfort-farm-screencaps&lt;/a&gt;. There are MANY more where these came from - if you’ve ever obsessed over one of Flora’s outfits, and want to see it from every possible angle (um… not that we know anyone who would do that…), they probably have what you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Spoiler warning though – if you haven’t seen the film, these pictures may give away some of the action.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478357379570895282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJAtn2ibI/AAAAAAAACbY/j5QJQhw9lGg/s400/Arrival+cloche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arrival, in a cloche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLJmgykdI/AAAAAAAACeI/iK6SWCMXO20/s1600/0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359731304305106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLJmgykdI/AAAAAAAACeI/iK6SWCMXO20/s400/0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tea with Mrs. Smiling, who, as played with her usual fabulousness by Joanna Lumley, is one of our role models.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mrs. Smiling: "Of course you may stay here as long as you like. But I expect you should want to find some work to earn enough for a flat of your own. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flora: "Work! What kind of work? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mrs. Smiling: "Oh, it's been ages since I've done any, but there must be something that would do... bookkeeping... beekeeping..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLAITzWWI/AAAAAAAACd4/sloDQJLxTV4/s1600/0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359568577943906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLAITzWWI/AAAAAAAACd4/sloDQJLxTV4/s400/0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sophisticated nightclub style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcK7XP6G_I/AAAAAAAACdw/s2DBtIMFmjQ/s1600/0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359486688795634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcK7XP6G_I/AAAAAAAACdw/s2DBtIMFmjQ/s400/0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flora's straight hair is finger waved for the evening. Some great hairstyles go dancing by in this scene - case in point: the woman in green between Flora and Charles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcK2pbAlJI/AAAAAAAACdo/aJtI1ce1Bzg/s1600/0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359405667849362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcK2pbAlJI/AAAAAAAACdo/aJtI1ce1Bzg/s400/0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Well,' said Mrs Smiling, 'it sounds an appalling place, but in a different way from all the others. I mean, it does sound interesting and appalling, while the others just sound appalling."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Cold Comfort Farm&lt;/em&gt;, Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKyOf_JTI/AAAAAAAACdg/kGSAvjt6d-4/s1600/0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359329721492786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKyOf_JTI/AAAAAAAACdg/kGSAvjt6d-4/s400/0235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to C.C.F. in a wonderful suit and an odd little knit cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKs3iIuhI/AAAAAAAACdY/DP6_L1lWTik/s1600/0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359237657147922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKs3iIuhI/AAAAAAAACdY/DP6_L1lWTik/s400/0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skirt from the suit worn with a vest and darling blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKojo3chI/AAAAAAAACdQ/pSBecJSX4_s/s1600/0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359163597189650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKojo3chI/AAAAAAAACdQ/pSBecJSX4_s/s400/0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the hills outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKigE5bEI/AAAAAAAACdI/3ZB6WyGfbCM/s1600/0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359059561802818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKigE5bEI/AAAAAAAACdI/3ZB6WyGfbCM/s400/0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this top. The gray skirt will be seen again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKdpkR-tI/AAAAAAAACdA/mhzOb2O0KzM/s1600/0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478358976210008786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKdpkR-tI/AAAAAAAACdA/mhzOb2O0KzM/s400/0839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea in the village. Linen duster over another cute little blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKX-EQjuI/AAAAAAAACc4/X2eo-iXv6Qs/s1600/0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478358878633627362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKX-EQjuI/AAAAAAAACc4/X2eo-iXv6Qs/s400/0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKGyvfneI/AAAAAAAACcg/JocN9FhI-ho/s1600/1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478358583535967714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcKGyvfneI/AAAAAAAACcg/JocN9FhI-ho/s400/1071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Smiling's advice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's bad to be dewy-eyed around smart people, but you can always secretly despise them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Amusing or diverting, my dear, not... *such fun*"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJ9SsyGBI/AAAAAAAACcY/7CWEK6vuTHw/s1600/1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478358420315838482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJ9SsyGBI/AAAAAAAACcY/7CWEK6vuTHw/s400/1084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJ2dTXuTI/AAAAAAAACcQ/Uu6Rc34j2_A/s1600/1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478358302902958386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJ2dTXuTI/AAAAAAAACcQ/Uu6Rc34j2_A/s400/1273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the gray skirt... with a knit top to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJsIjbUmI/AAAAAAAACcA/U2JtQUhLIMw/s1600/1322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478358125534466658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJsIjbUmI/AAAAAAAACcA/U2JtQUhLIMw/s400/1322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This embroidered gardening apron is SO cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJiMi8ZSI/AAAAAAAACb4/UeGPNwJ19M4/s1600/1369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478357954807489826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJiMi8ZSI/AAAAAAAACb4/UeGPNwJ19M4/s400/1369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478357739106568546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJVo_1iWI/AAAAAAAACbo/WT0KzQFWeHY/s400/1396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chanel-esque dress with black touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478357865268579378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcJc-_NDDI/AAAAAAAACbw/JWVvzGgqsUA/s400/1458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer look at The Hat and crocheted gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcI7PiGUcI/AAAAAAAACbQ/sW0EwaNJuxU/s1600/1461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478357285594354114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcI7PiGUcI/AAAAAAAACbQ/sW0EwaNJuxU/s400/1461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the suit again, perfect for travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-6227832988185775242?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6227832988185775242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=6227832988185775242' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6227832988185775242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6227832988185775242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/06/cold-comfort-farm.html' title='Cold Comfort Farm'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAcLEzwEKUI/AAAAAAAACeA/E4w6YWboEpc/s72-c/0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-6896826889909694434</id><published>2010-05-28T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:13:56.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bathing suits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jantzen'/><title type='text'>Jantzen at 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA3SmBmyqI/AAAAAAAACaA/jIsXHzoVXFE/s1600/homepage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476437939466980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA3SmBmyqI/AAAAAAAACaA/jIsXHzoVXFE/s400/homepage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We’re happy that Jantzen is celebrating its centennial this year, 1910-2010. The swimwear company has been a big part of our lives as long as we can remember – as from Mother we inherited the inability to resist anything with their darling red diving girl logo, which the company started using in 1920. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436170229568898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA1rnGiVYI/AAAAAAAACYw/ya2doW8l18M/s400/169253459_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Jantzen red diving girl logo. It was supposedly designed by commercial artist Russell H. Tandy – who also did the artwork for the original Nancy Drew! Janzten has a history of the now iconic figure, &lt;a href="http://www.jantzen.com/icon.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476437027980129554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2dieNNRI/AAAAAAAACZo/HLaZUQ74vWY/s400/jantzen+shouldaire+1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436966978366642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2Z_OQLLI/AAAAAAAACZg/-iWLD-NZ2Hg/s400/jantzen1930_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jantzen introduced the “Shouldaire” suit in 1931 to address the tan line problem. &lt;a href="http://www.glamoursurf.com/womens.html"&gt;Glamoursurf &lt;/a&gt;is selling this amazing '30s teal colored one, below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436870348125634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2UXPztcI/AAAAAAAACZY/SL5SdfmClyw/s400/j1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2mgHgtGI/AAAAAAAACZ4/6C_w241EwFg/s1600/jantzenhop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476437181966890082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2mgHgtGI/AAAAAAAACZ4/6C_w241EwFg/s400/jantzenhop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Near the Jantzen factory in Portland, Oregon, Jantzen Beach Amusement Park opened in 1928. There were rides, dancing, and of course, swimming. Read all about the history of this long-gone, fabulous place and see lots more images on &lt;a href="http://http//pdxhistory.com/html/jantzen_beach.html"&gt;this Portland history website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2hilrLfI/AAAAAAAACZw/vwl0VYnxYcE/s1600/jantzenhop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476437096730930674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2hilrLfI/AAAAAAAACZw/vwl0VYnxYcE/s400/jantzenhop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above images from &lt;a href="http://pdxhistory.com/html/jantzen_beach.html"&gt;http://pdxhistory.com/html/jantzen_beach.html&lt;/a&gt;. Below, our version of the Jantzen girl chorus line (that's Astairette in red scarf, far left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476440838595166754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA57WHoQiI/AAAAAAAACaY/F4wGM_Zwhyo/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436788470648130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2PmOsjUI/AAAAAAAACZQ/A9Jvr-O5GMQ/s400/DSC05137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mother’s collection of Jantzen and “vintage beachy-stuff” includes this 7-foot diving girl sign (originally outlined in neon) from an old motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436258815445186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA1wxHDiMI/AAAAAAAACY4/ZFlUujgL7-E/s400/DSC05128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of the Mother-lode collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2K4pa49I/AAAAAAAACZI/udgjBcdcpqo/s1600/DSC05129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436707515229138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA2K4pa49I/AAAAAAAACZI/udgjBcdcpqo/s400/DSC05129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476435209706915810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA0zs4Fx-I/AAAAAAAACYo/G0k47fxn4Wg/s400/101332171_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-6896826889909694434?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6896826889909694434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=6896826889909694434' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6896826889909694434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6896826889909694434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/05/jantzen-at-100.html' title='Jantzen at 100'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/TAA3SmBmyqI/AAAAAAAACaA/jIsXHzoVXFE/s72-c/homepage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-4353085780908169142</id><published>2010-05-23T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:11:55.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis fashions'/><title type='text'>Match Game: 1920s-30s Ladies' Tennis Fashions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mH4oqdpKI/AAAAAAAACYY/WWf82vIQv_U/s1600/Suzanne+1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474556229103494306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mH4oqdpKI/AAAAAAAACYY/WWf82vIQv_U/s400/Suzanne+1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tennis fashions for ladies, like other forms of athletic dress, changed rapidly in the early 1900s, coinciding, not surprisingly, with the rising popularity of the sport. American tournament tennis goes back to 1880, with the founding of the Newport Casino at the summer resort of Newport, Rhode Island; the first Tennis Week (forerunner of the U.S. Open) took place on its lawn in 1881. Edith Wharton writes of the period just prior to this, briefly, in The Age of Innocence (1920): The Newport Archery Club always held its August meeting at Beaufords’. The sport, which had hitherto known no rival but croquet, was beginning to be discarded in favor of lawn-tennis; but the latter game was still considered to rough and inelegant for social occasions…” With fashionable socialites taking up lawn-tennis, this would soon change. By 1915, the tournament had outgrown the casino and moved to Forest Hills, New York. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474549534601952082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mBy9s6u1I/AAAAAAAACYI/IfniYZNgxEs/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dorothy Dale, the heroine of Margaret Penrose's long-running series books for girls, dressed in the height of feminine tennis chic, 1910.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474548635490240338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mA-oP-x1I/AAAAAAAACXg/nAN0IcBJtCc/s400/Joan-1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joan Crawford, 1925&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the ‘20s, tennis skirt lengths rose from ankle to knee, a trend that California-born women’s tennis champion Helen Wills (later Helen Wills Moody Roark) attributed to her French rival, Suzanne Lenglen. “Since she appeared, skirts have risen from the ankle to the knee, and the tennis dress has become simple and practical.” Wills declared in her 1928 book, &lt;em&gt;Tennis&lt;/em&gt;. Lenglen’s dresses were of heavy white silk – though in Wills’ opinion, white linen or cotton material would be “far more practical, especially where summers are warm.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474547123036297346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l_ml63GII/AAAAAAAACWY/hYMRaiqodl4/s400/1925Modes+%26+manners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474547277455680482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l_vlLT4-I/AAAAAAAACWg/Oo8gtUfVy50/s400/1926+tennisdresses.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Top, From &lt;em&gt;Modes &amp;amp; Manners&lt;/em&gt; magazine, spring 1925. Above: 1926 ad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sleeves were the next battleground. As Wills recounts in &lt;em&gt;Tennis&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Within the last few years there have been radical changes in women’s dress for tennis. Not four years ago an incident occurred in the West Side Club at Forest Hills that is amusing now. One of the members, an attractive young woman, appeared one day on the courts without any sleeves whatsoever on her tennis dress. Some of the more conservative members of the club happened to be sitting on the veranda. Later, as a result, a special meeting was called by the club committee, and one member was chosen to tell Miss -----, tactfully but firmly, that completely bare arms could not be allowed. In the last tournament on which I participated at Forest Hills, there was hardly a sleeve to be found among all of the players!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the arms were bared, stockings were the next to go. Wills still wore white silk stockings with her white shoes in 1928, but noted that some players were starting to adopt short wool socks that came just to the top of their shoes, rather than stockings, an idea that Wills admitted was sensible. In fact, sportswriter Al Mitchell credited Wills with popularizing this trend, writing in the August 11, 1934 edition of his column, &lt;em&gt;Out of the Pressbox&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“At Wimbledon, the holy of holies in the net world, the idea of going without stockings was considered too déclassé for discussion until Helen Wills Moody, then world champion, adopted the style. Socks were shed all over the world after that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came tennis shorts revolution in ladies’ tennis attire. At first, they were seen here and there, causing a similar reaction as sleeveless dresses. It took another champion Helen, Helen Jacobs, to bring them into the mainstream. She caused a sensation when she appeared in shirts at Wimbledon in 1933, the year the Associated Press named her Female Athlete of the Year. As Mitchell also wrote in 1934: “Helen Jacobs….stepped out on the Forest Hills, L.I., courts to defend her national championship clad in the scanty attire. You can get your answer to the question of tennis shorts’ popularity by visiting ‘most any court now.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474545001256160050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l9rFrDizI/AAAAAAAACVo/He-n-F5sboY/s400/helen_jacobs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen Jacobs at Wimbledon, 1933. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474548075712730866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mAeC6n1vI/AAAAAAAACXA/G6ItR7QaSq4/s400/carole1938LIFE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Carole Lombard. From &lt;em&gt;Life&lt;/em&gt;, 1938.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Many women, however, still preferred skirts. Divided skirts (literally) split the difference. Wrote a fashion reporter on May 25, 1931:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you are one of those slim young things who went in for shorts and polo shirts last year, you are probably wondering where they stand in good tennis form this year. Frankly, they’re not the rage they were, although you may see them occasionally. Much better, if you’re an acolyte of the trousers system, is the new tennis dress with a divided skirt.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474548982165384386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mBSztxrMI/AAAAAAAACXw/6k4gNRQgkjE/s400/tennis+1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tennis players, 1931&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The same anonymous AP press writer went on to say: “Two drastic changes have volleyed into the structure of the new tennis dress. The desperately low sunback has practically disappeared from the smart courts… even the lowest back rarely descends farther than midway between your shoulder blades.” A bright belt was another new note in tennis fashion. By summer 1936, culottes were very popular for tennis, as well as for biking and golfing, with divided skirts still more favored than shorts and a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474548501945737202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mA22wfX_I/AAAAAAAACXY/tcO-1na8xc8/s400/Jean_Harlow_tennis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jean Harlow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474546821969561602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l_VEW9SAI/AAAAAAAACWQ/ZnqooD4fPfc/s400/Jacobs+and+Wills1938-Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen Wills (left, with rackets) and Helen Jacobs, 1939. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;White remained the only correct color for formal tennis wear. Color, Wills suggested in 1928, “could be introduced in a sweater, worn to and from the court – solids preferable over patterns, and gay colors such as brilliant yellow or rose shades being better than dark shades.” You could match the color in your headband (unless wearing a white visor or “eye-shade”). Mlle Lenglen’s trademark was the bandeaux. To imitate this look, Wills suggests taking a piece of chiffon about 2-yards long by 5 inches wide and pressing one end tightly to your head, winding it firmly until you can tuck the remaining end snugly under the bandeau at the back of the head. The color should match your sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474548839743184162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mBKhJrXSI/AAAAAAAACXo/DRriJ-qTRlE/s400/Suzanne.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The glamorous Mlle Lengren, Suzanne with one of her trademark bandeaux, 1920s. She is also depicted in the painting at the top of this post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474549668000136002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mB6uphe0I/AAAAAAAACYQ/RHDK-da_QYg/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Helen Wills, from her book, &lt;em&gt;Tennis&lt;/em&gt;, in 1928.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474547954670696226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mAW__89yI/AAAAAAAACW4/90pge-h9KPY/s400/BH0898-lrgMagnin34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I. Magnin resort wear, 1934&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mBjLO90-I/AAAAAAAACYA/k5kQyXyYPj8/s1600/51dc_1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474549263356515298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mBjLO90-I/AAAAAAAACYA/k5kQyXyYPj8/s400/51dc_1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Helen Wills in 1935. Note monogram. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474546657854995570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l_Lg-_vHI/AAAAAAAACWI/ni1QlGCYG-Y/s400/Jacobs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen Jacobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474549176435485154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mBeHbYKeI/AAAAAAAACX4/rViRZkUYjLY/s400/BH0047-lrg38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Courtly fashions, 1938.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources &amp;amp; Resources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Sporting Times of Tennis” &lt;em&gt;Victoria&lt;/em&gt; magazine, July 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Newport Casino now houses the International Tennis Hall of Fame and Museum. Its grass courts are open to the public. For more info, click &lt;a href="http://www.tennisfame.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474545223458271810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l94BcKskI/AAAAAAAACVw/dbPA_NN5oBs/s400/tennis%2520grounds6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Keds “Court Ace” shoe, a reproduction of their 1934 original, is currently available, &lt;a href="http://www.oipolloi.com/store/Keds-CourtAcePumpWhiteGreen-3177.html#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474545660239013986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l-Rckz6GI/AAAAAAAACV4/E9m3-2OlShE/s400/Keds+Court+Ace+1934.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva Dress’ reproduction 1935 German One-Piece Sports Outfit pattern, &lt;a href="http://www.evadress.com/3516.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l-5xDMImI/AAAAAAAACWA/aXkPkltIYBs/s1600/EVA+DRess3516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474546352929907298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_l-5xDMImI/AAAAAAAACWA/aXkPkltIYBs/s400/EVA+DRess3516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-4353085780908169142?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4353085780908169142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=4353085780908169142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4353085780908169142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4353085780908169142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/05/match-game-1920s-30s-ladies-tennis.html' title='Match Game: 1920s-30s Ladies&apos; Tennis Fashions'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S_mH4oqdpKI/AAAAAAAACYY/WWf82vIQv_U/s72-c/Suzanne+1921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-2365468786145097115</id><published>2010-05-14T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:11:15.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedicures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>1930s Pedicures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471186276024936834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S-2O7jJ1aYI/AAAAAAAACVQ/hffZeLIVPbg/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It’s been a while since we did the post on &lt;a href="http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2008/06/vintage-manicures_06.html"&gt;1930s manicures &lt;/a&gt;– high time indeed we turned our attention southward to the feet, and the 1930s pedicure. Pedicures had been part of “the meticulously groomed” woman’s beauty routine since the ‘20s, but it was not until the casting off of stockings and closed-toe shoes for beachwear, and the increasing popularity of “barefoot” beach shoes and “toeless” evening sandals that the pedicure, and painted toenails, really came into their own. As popular beauty writer Alicia Hart wrote in her long-running &lt;em&gt;Glorifying Yourself&lt;/em&gt; column in 1933, “The importance of swimming and beach bathing in our modern life, and the interest of smart women in meticulous grooming, have made pedicures almost as desirable as manicures.” Weekly pedicures were highly recommended, not only for beauty but for health of the feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471186381878557330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S-2PBtfTepI/AAAAAAAACVY/gWzaicEqQjc/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The procedure for the pedicure was basically the same then as now. Wealthy women could have theirs done at salons, but beauty experts noted that they were very easy to perform at home; the little foam-rubber thingy for separating the toes was available by at least 1938 – before that, wads of cotton was recommended, as in the article below from 1937. As for paining the toes, did they or didn’t they? Just as with painted fingernails, some did, some did not. At first considered rather daring, the practice gained greater acceptance as the decade went on. And, as with many trends of the era, the fad for toenail painting was said to have originated at fashionable French resorts. “You hear a lot about toe-nails painted to match fingernails as the last word in style from the other side, adopted by sophisticates here” Miss Hart had written in 1931, noting that she didn’t see a lot of them around. Her contemporary, Gladys Glad, said in October 1931, “The fad for vari-colored toenails attained a surprising amount of popularity on the continent during the past summer season. On almost all fashionable beaches, girls sported toenails that were colored to match their fingernails or their bathing suits. And in most case, the entire effect, while a trifle bizarre, was really quite a charming one. Of course there are some folks who think this fad a stupid one, and decidedly in poor taste.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471186171454602802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S-2O1dmUvjI/AAAAAAAACVI/Q0BIemNder4/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;As noted in the &lt;a href="http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2008/06/vintage-manicures_06.html"&gt;manicure post&lt;/a&gt;, in the early-to mid ‘30s, fingernails were typically pained with the half-moon left bare, and in many cases the tip likewise unpainted, or treated with a nail-white product, as shown in the Cutex ad below from 1937. By the end of the decade, the tip was commonly painted, and sometimes the half-moon as well. Beauty experts of the day had differing opinions of how to accomplish the toenail painting, so any method that suits you would be equally period correct. Alicia Hart, for example, wrote in 1933: “If you wear bright polish on your fingernails, cover toenails with the same. If not, use a vivid shade on the feet just the same. Begin at the outer edges of the little half moon and cover the entire nail, including the tip.” Gladys Glad wrote in summer 1935, “Never use a polish on your toenails that will clash with the tint used on your fingertips,” adding “when applying the polish to your toenails, brush it with outward strokes only, onto the central portion of each nail: the half-moon and rims should of course be left their contrasting white hue.” Others of the same period advocated covering the entire nail, including half-moon and tip, with polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471186594743892274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S-2POGeWuTI/AAAAAAAACVg/gsEwCCsQJGs/s400/1937CutexAD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-2365468786145097115?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2365468786145097115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=2365468786145097115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2365468786145097115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2365468786145097115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/05/1930s-pedicures.html' title='1930s Pedicures'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S-2O7jJ1aYI/AAAAAAAACVQ/hffZeLIVPbg/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-3728643154385904855</id><published>2010-04-30T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:43:18.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s spectator sports clothes'/><title type='text'>Days at the Races</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tHSd7qk6I/AAAAAAAACUA/YnIk3jdeCDo/s1600/broadway_bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466040955342328738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tHSd7qk6I/AAAAAAAACUA/YnIk3jdeCDo/s400/broadway_bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We may not have mentioned in the blog before that our family history is seeped in horseracing. We spent many happy childhood hour at the race track with Grandpa, and cutting up old clothes to make jockey’s silks for our Barbie dolls. While our hearts still instinctively race when we hear a bugle play the Call to the Post, by choice our only connection with horse racing today (besides thoroughbred rescue and protection) is in its history, and a deep fondness for 1930s ladies’ racing fashions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038941263399330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tFdO51CaI/AAAAAAAACTg/8TMAj1s5y1E/s400/Ascot+1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ascot 1935&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038847036568626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tFXv4ZtDI/AAAAAAAACTY/kx7erPGgxKU/s400/Ascot+1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ascot 1932&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038475544209106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tFCH9uJtI/AAAAAAAACTI/Got9FuIvmxM/s400/gauntlets+for+ascot+33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ascot 1933&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038609265710322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tFJ6HaVPI/AAAAAAAACTQ/epTN72hafK0/s400/81772946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A more casual look, but lovely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466038119592531442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tEtZ8OlfI/AAAAAAAACS4/I5cRddHZLBc/s400/81773324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466045497654417698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tLa3XQmSI/AAAAAAAACUI/K3IvKY-bxmg/s400/1938+purple+pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Spectator sports suit, perfect for the races or polo games. 1938.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466037447211556914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tEGRIHIDI/AAAAAAAACSw/bPtn1U5dPds/s400/00081729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Santa Anita Racetrack in Arcadia, California opened on Christmas Day, 1934. Famed architect Gordon B. Kaufmann designed its Art Deco grandstand with its bas relief of running horses. The track was a filming location for many ‘30s movies: the Marx Brothers' &lt;em&gt;A Day at the Races&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ex-Mrs. Bradford&lt;/em&gt; with William Powell and Jean Arthur, the heartbreaking &lt;em&gt;Broadway Bill&lt;/em&gt; with Myrna Loy – almost any movie set at a race track – as well as the modern film &lt;em&gt;Seabiscuit&lt;/em&gt;, set in the ‘30s-early 1940s. A lot of Hollywood stars of the era also liked to see and be seen there – Kay Francis, Clark Gable, and Carol Lombard, Jimmy Durante, etc. The photo above, c. 1936, is from the fabulous L.A. Public Library digital photo collection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tGDOlMgyI/AAAAAAAACTw/0A9j8dmb3wg/s1600/41822615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466039594011886370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tGDOlMgyI/AAAAAAAACTw/0A9j8dmb3wg/s400/41822615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Seabiscuit&lt;/em&gt; movie. Love that hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466040014637148322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tGbtiEqKI/AAAAAAAACT4/tDv0tocnaqE/s400/seabiscuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-3728643154385904855?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3728643154385904855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=3728643154385904855' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3728643154385904855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3728643154385904855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/04/days-at-races.html' title='Days at the Races'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S9tHSd7qk6I/AAAAAAAACUA/YnIk3jdeCDo/s72-c/broadway_bill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-1973904291560411621</id><published>2010-04-14T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:33:13.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Travels Part I: Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460130078468698322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZHYJqNcNI/AAAAAAAACSY/jfFTExtw3TI/s400/a_good_woman_24.jpg" border="0" /&gt; With an unseasonably stormy weekend last week, we were able to catch up on DVDs of a couple films set in the 1920s and 1930s that we missed in their original theatrical release, both set in Italy. It’s no coincidence; we’ve been on an Italian campaign lately that Bonaparte would be proud of, screening these movies and leaving brochures casually about for Mr. About Town to notice. Watching these films was like a virtual vacation, at least. Both are visually very beautiful, and feature great period costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460130196702794898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZHfCHalJI/AAAAAAAACSg/leePi1m9J_o/s400/51A3596XX9L__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Filmed in southern Italy's Amalfi Coast, &lt;em&gt;A Good Woman&lt;/em&gt; (2003), starring Helen Hunt and Scarlett Johansson, is set in 1930. Based on Oscar Wilde’s &lt;em&gt;Lady Windermere’s Fan: A Play About a Good Woman&lt;/em&gt;, from 1892, this production was filmed on location in and around the town of Amalfi (which looks like a 1930s movie set already) as well as Rome (where the villas shown in the film were actually located). It brought back fond memories of our previous visit to Amalfi. Mrs. Windermere (she’s been downgraded from a Lady and turned into an American here) shops for gloves, hats and gowns; we bought beautiful writing paper and limoncello. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460130502862601714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZHw2pmffI/AAAAAAAACSo/OIx0CfhyHv0/s400/a_good_woman_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The costumes, hair, and makeup are well-done; we love the summer dresses, hats, gloves and shoes Miss Johansson wears, and Miss Hunt wears some gorgeous get-ups too, like the dramatic yellow and black number below, and a blue and white outfit at the end of the film that we don’t have a picture of, but trust us, it’s darling. The two leading ladies’ costumes were designed by John Bloomfield, and for the &lt;em&gt;most part&lt;/em&gt; fairly authentic looking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460129124971209138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZGgpmsYbI/AAAAAAAACRg/CWtZGFStDrA/s400/a_good_woman_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460129784247092178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZHHBmUA9I/AAAAAAAACSI/I1jHZ4MNvUA/s400/a_good_woman_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Overall, a good production. There are many witty quotes throughout the script (not all attributable to Wilde - though he gets the credit in most reviews!), such as “Crying is the refuge of plain women. Pretty women go shopping.” (a take on Wilde’s line from the play “Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones.”). There &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a lot of crying, and a lot of shopping. The play was previously filmed in 1925 (as &lt;em&gt;Lady Windermere’s Fan&lt;/em&gt;, dir. Ernest Lubitsch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460129910323200898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZHOXRMw4I/AAAAAAAACSQ/PxNm84gTAgY/s400/a_good_woman_23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460129611152986914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZG88xdkyI/AAAAAAAACSA/Yx1D31T90Vw/s400/a_good_woman_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460129465817046002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZG0fWrG_I/AAAAAAAACR4/1c2sceGp8uI/s400/a_good_woman_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460129255557035330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZGoQEx9UI/AAAAAAAACRo/1DEE5pn85mM/s400/a_good_woman_05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460128900851416514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZGTmsXvcI/AAAAAAAACRY/6wkbx5HJuvM/s400/enchanted_april_dvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving north, as well as back in time to the 1920s, there’s Enchanted April (1992), filmed in Portofino, on the Italian Riviera. Warning: this movie is Dangerous! Even while the credits are still rolling, you’ll be researching villa rentals in Italy. Based on the 1922 book by Elizabeth von Arnim, we especially enjoy the beautiful scenery and Polly Walker as Lady Caroline. She looks absolutely gorgeous, with a Dutch-doll bob and to-die-for wardrobe - we want every one of her outfits.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/mpd/permalink/mIK2WXIYEAF9B"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see a video clip of Lady Caroline's introduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460128694436192418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZGHlvJYKI/AAAAAAAACRI/ynVGtFVhack/s400/april-polly.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460128588894965666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZGBckKD6I/AAAAAAAACRA/ZrcS4AJV794/s400/0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other women, Miranda Richardson as Rose, and Josie Lawrence as Lottie, are charming, too and the production is excellent overall. Joan Plowright is funny as Mrs. Fisher. Many of the outdoor scenes were filmed at Castello Brown, above, &lt;a href="http://www.castellobrown.com/index.php?lang=2"&gt;now a museum&lt;/a&gt;, high above Portofino’s harbor. There is also a 1935 film of Enchanted April with Ann Harding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460128831614987666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZGPkxHrZI/AAAAAAAACRQ/g8tsIeeHenM/s400/enchantedapril.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-1973904291560411621?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1973904291560411621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=1973904291560411621' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1973904291560411621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1973904291560411621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/04/virtual-travels-part-i-italy.html' title='Virtual Travels Part I: Italy'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S8ZHYJqNcNI/AAAAAAAACSY/jfFTExtw3TI/s72-c/a_good_woman_24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-5796540006992531585</id><published>2010-04-09T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:13:36.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royal Hawaiian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lurline'/><title type='text'>A Cruise on the S.S. Lurline - 1935</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-qt8iSzVI/AAAAAAAACQ4/Bt9FYyvDrXg/s1600/matson33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458268979717131602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-qt8iSzVI/AAAAAAAACQ4/Bt9FYyvDrXg/s400/matson33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If we could spend 5 days in 1935, and there was no possibility of staving off the Depression or averting World War II, we would probably spend them cruising from San Francisco to Honolulu on board the Matson liner &lt;em&gt;S.S. Lurline&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258643820660162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-hUUUixcI/AAAAAAAACPg/Ht91NH1Q54E/s400/ChanEllinis07Lurline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Matson’s beautiful white liner was the third ship of its fleet to be named &lt;em&gt;Lurline&lt;/em&gt;. Her maiden voyage took place on January 12, 1933. She joined her sister ships S&lt;em&gt;.S. Malolo, S.S. Mariposa&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;S.S. Monterey&lt;/em&gt;. It was pure luxury all the way - most of &lt;em&gt;Lurline’&lt;/em&gt;s staterooms were first class, and there were games (such as potato sack races and musical chairs – for adults), sports, swimming (&lt;em&gt;Lurline&lt;/em&gt; had 2 pools), cocktails, dinners, and dancing designed to amuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258269625979874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-g-iVlE-I/AAAAAAAACPA/HnG66AI32i8/s400/!BYjQr1gB2k~%24(KGrHgoH-DIEjlLlul7eBKiJqEj-H!~~_35.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Arriving in our stateroom (”Lovely!”), stewards would be rushing in and out, delivering telegrams and floral arrangements. We’d quickly scan the passenger lists to see if anyone we knew was sailing, or a movie star – maybe Bette Davis, or Ginger Rogers – then dash to secure deck chairs for best choice of location. Finally, it’s Bon Voyage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-ekmA0gTI/AAAAAAAACOo/DVhMWRZEm7Q/s1600/Matson+1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458255624912798002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-ekmA0gTI/AAAAAAAACOo/DVhMWRZEm7Q/s400/Matson+1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258546615595090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-hOqNDMFI/AAAAAAAACPY/kQkKnaIhUKA/s400/a5a4_1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458260824443941586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-jTPxpctI/AAAAAAAACQY/aRy8Ju-YfYI/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The horse race game was played aboard &lt;em&gt;Lurline&lt;/em&gt;. With real betting, such games were popular on transatlantic ships as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, there would be the Captain’s Champagne Party, with a sing-along. Evening meals were elegant, topped by the festive Aloha Dinner. After dinner, meeting friends for cocktails and dancing in the Verandah Café.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458260509845209218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-jA7zdwII/AAAAAAAACQA/AVqSWA571VE/s400/0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We might try a Matson Cocktail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 shot kümmel&lt;br /&gt;½ shot cognac&lt;br /&gt;1 sugar cube&lt;br /&gt;Chilled champagne&lt;br /&gt;Piece of lemon peel&lt;br /&gt;Chilled 6-oz martini glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour kümmel and cognac over crushed ice in a shaker and shake gently. Place the sugar cube in the glass. Strain kümmel and cognac into glass. Add champagne to fill. Float lemon peel over the top. Sip slowly and stay far away from the ship’s rail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458255555741497874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-egkVGOhI/AAAAAAAACOg/DLg2NH56ek4/s400/4694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe we'll just retire to a chaise lounge on our balcony and gaze romantically out to sea and trying out our "Wallis Simpson" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458260721687730130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-jNQ-qF9I/AAAAAAAACQQ/Ic5sIB81lLw/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matson ad, June 1934. Matson provided its passengers with suggestions for what to wear: "Clothing of linen, white drill, pongees, or ‘Palm Beach’ are popular all seasons with visitors to Hawai’i and the South Seas. Ordinary light-weight clothing of the mainland will be found entirely satisfactory for visitors to Hawai’i. Warm wraps should be taken for the higher altitudes…A raincoat will be found useful” (quoted in &lt;em&gt;To Honolulu in Five Days: Cruising Aboard Matson’s S.S. Lurline&lt;/em&gt; by Lynn Blocker Krantz and Mary Thiele Fobian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458260652552295954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-jJPbfFhI/AAAAAAAACQI/NqITGLoRHHA/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Arrival in Honolulu was exciting. On “boat day” practically the whole city came to meet and greet the arriving &lt;em&gt;Lurline&lt;/em&gt; passengers. We’d be dazzled by the colorful leis, handmade on the shore by Native Hawaiian women. Beautiful! Souvenir photo taken at Luke Photo Studio, 1240 Nuuanu St., Honolulu , 1930s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258823952275954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-hezXRGfI/AAAAAAAACPw/mO6865UANpQ/s400/e24e_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458268074432356178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-p5QFlX1I/AAAAAAAACQw/GL4x3cKLVbY/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;From the ship, Matson’s crew would whisk us and our bags over to the Royal Hawaiian Hotel, the “pink palace” built by Matson at Waikiki Beach in 1927. Here, amidst gorgeous grounds, we’d be able to dance on the beach or at the neighboring Moana Hotel, and listen to Harry Owens’ Royal Hawaiian Band – familiar to mainlanders due to their popular radio broadcasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258178939450994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-g5QgOdnI/AAAAAAAACO4/bketl-x57mg/s400/!BkRH9U!Bmk~%24(KGrHqEOKjsEsmRTM3lGBLW3D8Uhrg~~_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We could learn to hula (or just watch the experts in action), or learn to surf – like tobacco heiress Doris Duke did when she was here with husband James Cromwell on their 1935 honeymoon. Or we might go horseback riding, tour the Dole pineapple plantation, or take a motor tour around the island. Oh dear - our time in 1935 is up way too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458261598458228578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-kATNCL2I/AAAAAAAACQo/3y7ZPz0ePjg/s400/PH_SL004tzz7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258714587747762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-hYb8u1bI/AAAAAAAACPo/i-qQcS6Hi5I/s400/dolead39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458258336128135698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-hCaE7chI/AAAAAAAACPI/M1jBx-cpv1Q/s400/!BWUOWGw!Wk~%24(KGrHgoH-CsEjlLlvGm7BKW3J,gmrw~~_35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising to Hawaii in the movies:&lt;br /&gt;William Powell and Kay Francis in &lt;em&gt;One Way Passage&lt;/em&gt; (1932) –remade in 1940 with George Brent and Merle Oberon as &lt;em&gt;‘Til We Meet Again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below: Bing Crosby and Martha Raye in &lt;em&gt;Waikiki Wedding&lt;/em&gt; (1937).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458261424082695794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-j2JmqtnI/AAAAAAAACQg/Y4VvzYUdu5c/s400/bingirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Royal Hawaiian Hotel and the Moana Hotel (now the Moana Surfrider), though dwarfed by modern highrises, are still the queens of Waikiki Beach. Doris Duke enjoyed her visit so much, she decided to build a home there. Her Shangri-la (built in 1937) is now open to the public (&lt;a href="http://www.shangrilahawaii.org/"&gt;www.shangrilahawaii.org/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-5796540006992531585?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5796540006992531585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=5796540006992531585' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5796540006992531585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5796540006992531585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/04/cruise-on-ss-lurline-1935.html' title='A Cruise on the S.S. Lurline - 1935'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7-qt8iSzVI/AAAAAAAACQ4/Bt9FYyvDrXg/s72-c/matson33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-7943631716992841012</id><published>2010-04-04T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:59:07.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7jven_473I/AAAAAAAACOY/Ix8kcDMdRPE/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456374257971425138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7jven_473I/AAAAAAAACOY/Ix8kcDMdRPE/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Easter to all! If anyone needs us, we'll be in the Bonnet Bar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-7943631716992841012?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7943631716992841012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=7943631716992841012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7943631716992841012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7943631716992841012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-greetings.html' title='Easter Greetings'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7jven_473I/AAAAAAAACOY/Ix8kcDMdRPE/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-6938531159745874270</id><published>2010-04-01T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:48:06.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louise Brooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colleen Moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clara Bow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog mascots'/><title type='text'>Those Flapper Doggie Mascots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7TbJggqTGI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pGSwRmcTXLs/s1600/Louise-Brooks-and-plush-pups-734787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455226005044743266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7TbJggqTGI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pGSwRmcTXLs/s400/Louise-Brooks-and-plush-pups-734787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These 1920s toy doggies are so intriguing! Clara Bow has one in It (1927), below; Louise Brooks posed with one, c. 1927 (top), and Colleen Moore carries one as a purse in Her Wild Oat (also 1927 – barely visible in her arms, lower). We’ve also seen obviously well-loved vintage “doggie” purses show up for sale now and then. What was up with these? we wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455225791351107538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7Ta9EcIL9I/AAAAAAAACOI/4VId0hQ0rBU/s400/clara_bowwith+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer Basil Wonn, in an “exclusive dispatch” direct from Paris, reported on August 7, 1927: “The slogan ‘A Dog for Every Woman’ has captured Paris society.” Noting that not every woman had room for a dog, or a place to walk one, “It was left to a bright Paris dressmaker, as usual, to solve the problem. At his last showing a few days ago, he excited sobs of admiration from the assembled ladies by presenting a line of dogs for every size, variety, color, coat, and age. They were stuffed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455224799461520306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7TaDVXOM7I/AAAAAAAACNw/d69JZ6tQnkw/s400/her-wild-oat-young.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By fall, the “doggie mascot” idea had caught on – and how. “Mascots,” ran a typical report on October 19, 1927, “which have made such a hit as automobile ornaments, are spreading to nearly all fields or ornament in England. They are made as jewelry, as ‘doggie’ handbags, as tops for umbrella handles…” One wag of the period suggested that if anyone were to dare to suggest a mascot for flappers, it should be the “Peekin’ knees.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455224877102993746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7TaH2mZEVI/AAAAAAAACN4/vzl1gCA-_a0/s400/celluloidflapper1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While Colleen, Clara and Louise’s pooches appear more carnival prize than pedigreed Paris pups, dogs seems to have been &lt;em&gt;everywhere&lt;/em&gt; in 1927.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-6938531159745874270?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6938531159745874270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=6938531159745874270' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6938531159745874270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6938531159745874270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/04/those-flapper-doggie-mascots.html' title='Those Flapper Doggie Mascots'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S7TbJggqTGI/AAAAAAAACOQ/pGSwRmcTXLs/s72-c/Louise-Brooks-and-plush-pups-734787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-9085881249268568937</id><published>2010-03-21T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:11:43.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Arden'/><title type='text'>Elizabeth Arden: 100 Years of Beauty &amp; Glamour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451825869329052962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jGvj6ktSI/AAAAAAAACNE/gf9PYBiLVX8/s400/00065313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We’ve been very remiss on this blog for not yet mentioning that our favorite beauty house, Elizabeth Arden, is celebrating its 100th birthday in 2010. Miss Arden, born 1878-ish near Toronto, Canada, opened her first salon, on Fifth Avenue in New York, in 1910. By the early ‘30s she had salons around the world. Her income was reported to be in excess of 700,000 in 1931 (almost $10 million today). During the Depression, the flagship New York salon expanded to seven floors. It is said to have been the model for the salon in &lt;em&gt;The Women&lt;/em&gt;. “Looking like she just stepped out of an Elizabeth Arden salon” became synonymous with soignée in the ‘30s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451826091794023650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jG8gqWxOI/AAAAAAAACNM/g3Frgs6oE10/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On June 21, 1933, Elizabeth Arden opened her Los Angeles Salon, at 3933 Wilshire Blvd. The semi-circular building, with its black and white marble façade and signature Chinese red lacquered door, was modeled after her Fifth Avenue salon on the exterior. The interior, however, had been designed by the great MGM stylist Adrian. Under Adrian’s direction, the circular main salon had walls of jade gray, with silvery gray curtains, black and white floor (with a “symbolic star” in black), silver-gray satin corduroy covered chairs, colonial-empire style sofas, and crystal chandeliers. The third floor contained the exercise rooms as well as the “Garden of Arden,” which Adrian designed, through copious plants, vines and painted metal awnings, to look like an outdoor room. Miss Arden greeted her new customers personally on opening day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jIFjAmeGI/AAAAAAAACNc/QZMNtYVg3gM/s1600-h/746838_fpx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For further reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief history on &lt;a href="http://www.radcliffe.edu/schles/exhibits/enterprisingwomen/beauty/arden.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; Radcliffe website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And another excellent, accurate history post on the &lt;a href="http://ann-lauren.blogspot.com/2009/12/19-20th-cent-elizabeth-arden.html"&gt;Ann Lauren blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, public television aired a documentary about Miss Arden and her arch-rival Helena Rubinstein, titled &lt;em&gt;The Powder &amp;amp; the Glory. &lt;/em&gt;View &amp;amp; more information &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/thepowderandtheglory/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It is also on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The film is based on the book &lt;em&gt;War Paint: Miss Elizabeth Arden and Madame Helena Rubinstein — Their Lives, Their Times, Their Rivalry&lt;/em&gt; by Lindy Woodhead. An excellent book that we highly recommend – our only criticism is that it seems fairly obvious that the author does not like Miss Arden; author bias in a history is not so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jF6o9IF7I/AAAAAAAACM0/e6_KOBOrS6g/s1600-h/EA1930-lrg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451824960148871090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jF6o9IF7I/AAAAAAAACM0/e6_KOBOrS6g/s400/EA1930-lrg%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The self-styled Elizabeth Arden (formerly Florence Nightingale Graham) strikes a romantic pose in this 1930 ad from the Fabulous Duke University ad* Access collection. The name Arden came from the Tennyson poem &lt;em&gt;Enoch Arden &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Elizabeth because she had always liked the name. As she once famously said: "There is only one other Elizabeth like me, and she is the Queen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jF0CI9lAI/AAAAAAAACMs/YPOFGTyFh90/s1600-h/EA1931-lrg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451824846650315778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jF0CI9lAI/AAAAAAAACMs/YPOFGTyFh90/s400/EA1931-lrg%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; French model Cecille Bayliss was the “face” of the “Elizabeth Arden Look” in advertising from 1920 to 1940. Miss Arden's signature color? Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451825713672943074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jGmgDQ9eI/AAAAAAAACM8/HJNEgK-oKec/s400/HB+12-38+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Elizabeth Arden was one of the first beauty houses, if not &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; first, to offer travel size containers of her beauty products, assuring that her ladies would be gorgeous whether they were up the Amazon or on a mountain top. For the 100th Anniversary, Elizabeth Arden introduced this “vintage style train case” (below). There is also a 100th Anniversary limited edition signature lipstick, &lt;em&gt;Red Door Red&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451827678570671122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jIY33Y7BI/AAAAAAAACNk/EZDS8KZQzRQ/s400/746838_fpx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Top image: Elizabeth Arden’s Los Angeles salon, from the Los Angeles Public Library digital photograph collection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-9085881249268568937?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/9085881249268568937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=9085881249268568937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/9085881249268568937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/9085881249268568937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/03/elizabeth-arden-100-years-of-beauty.html' title='Elizabeth Arden: 100 Years of Beauty &amp; Glamour'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6jGvj6ktSI/AAAAAAAACNE/gf9PYBiLVX8/s72-c/00065313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-1631419922887507283</id><published>2010-03-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:17:21.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach pajamas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pajamas'/><title type='text'>'Round the Clock in Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P2chkhi9I/AAAAAAAACL0/Yed8mWCseUc/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450470943956765650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P2chkhi9I/AAAAAAAACL0/Yed8mWCseUc/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Associated Press. Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;March 9, 1931.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the latest fashion song is “Around the clock in pajamas.” For there are pajamas in which to cook the ham, and pajamas for a dash to the corner grocery, and still more – lounging pajamas, beach pajamas, cocktail, dance, dinner and evening pajamas, as well as the substitute for the traditional nightgown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new style note is sponsored by mighty names in the realm of design – Worth, Chanel, Molyneaux, Vionet, Schiapparelli, Mainboucher, and others – and charming are the models that are coming from Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pajamas are no longer merely coveralls in which to rest the weary bones. They have come out of the boudoir and are going places – to teas, the theater, dinners. The fad began in smart European resorts. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450479930733130274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P-nn6-ciI/AAAAAAAACMU/UqrWCBW4QXc/s400/!BcUZ-Cw!2k~%24(KGrHqIH-CIEquOQ(0FvBKz9rflgrw~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"The fad began in smart European resorts..." like Juan-Les-Pins, Antibes, in the south of France. Visit the &lt;em&gt;fabulous&lt;/em&gt; French blog devoted to pajamas, &lt;a href="http://lamodepyjama.blogspot.com/"&gt;La Mode Pyjama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tour of smart Michigan Avenue shops and State Street department stores revealed that the last word in morning and breakfast pajamas are of one piece and are tailored out of gay printed or flowered cotton fabrics, or out of a silk known as bamboo. The long, wide trousers simulate a skirt. Lounge pajamas can be as tailored or as negligee as desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If her day’s program brings friends in for early afternoon bridge, the hostess’ costume will be a trump if it resembles one creation seen on display. It was a three-piece heavy crepe silk bridge set, the trousers and blouse of which were of tapestry, a new shade of American beauty. It had wing sleeved coats of rose dawn, lined with tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next our heroine may wish to go to the beach. If she is of the vintage that goes to sea and be seen, there are the beach pajamas which established their popularity in Palm Beach this season. They are fashioned in pastel and pastel linens, flowered and printed cretonnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450477709744657266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P8mWGD03I/AAAAAAAACME/kFoBDakPQok/s400/Picture1w.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then as the shadows lengthen comes the hour for cocktails, tea and hostess pajamas. Cocktail pajamas are saucy. One model just unpacked was a one-piece lipstick red crepe with intervals of accordion pleats on the voluminous ankle-length trousers. It flaunted the new cap sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea pajamas are more sedate. Hostess pajamas may be made of lace or chiffon. Quite frequently they have sleeves. The little touches, such as the treatment of the neckline, or the fit of the bodice, differentiate them from negligees, and there is subtle distinction between hostess pajamas that stay at home and the tea pajama that gads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450471787157792786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P3NmvUKBI/AAAAAAAACL8/uA5fmdmNtsU/s400/Copy_of_shearerPL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norma reveals the secret to keeping those wide-leg pajamas wrinkle-free all day long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As the hours pass comes the reign of the dance, evening, and dinner pajamas. These are best described by saying they are gowns with divided skirts. The dinner pajama, as with the dinner dress, is less formal than the evening pajama. The dance frocks are youthful, leaving sophistication to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest note is the back skirt on the dance frock. When the wearer approaches she is in pajamas; when she retreats she is in a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the case of dresses and gowns, jackets from the Eton jacket to the close-fitting peplum, are much in evidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450477770920459250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P8p5_ge_I/AAAAAAAACMM/jZvewrY-zS0/s400/Picture12.png" border="0" /&gt;Above: "Sporting pajamas to wear at home - they have the chic simplicity of an informal little tea frock - and many times the comfort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Top image: Marian March models a "simple black velvet pajama costume, with cape sleeves and very wide trousers." From &lt;em&gt;Screenland&lt;/em&gt;, December 1931.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-1631419922887507283?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1631419922887507283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=1631419922887507283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1631419922887507283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1631419922887507283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/03/round-clock-in-pajamas.html' title='&apos;Round the Clock in Pajamas'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S6P2chkhi9I/AAAAAAAACL0/Yed8mWCseUc/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-613038661937104856</id><published>2010-03-14T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:36:11.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s travel'/><title type='text'>Cruise Hats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Continuing the travel theme, here are a few examples of those wonderful, "packable" cruise hats. These are from 1932-36.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448661180196935938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52IeaMZWQI/AAAAAAAACK0/jY50t2K7zbI/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Velvet on the beach: From 1936, top, "a becomingly draped leghorn beach hat with velvet bands in red or royal drawn through the crown and tied in the back. Henri Bendel." Lower: "Don't fail to pack several of these tailored felts with bright ribbon bandings. In white, pastel tints or high shades." Below, some other choices from the aptly-named H.C. Capwell of Oakland, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448661290585135522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52Ik1a_maI/AAAAAAAACK8/DBPXeZJbSew/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52I9zFsEkI/AAAAAAAACLU/MCIO9Nc-sm0/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448661427196746898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52IsyVvXJI/AAAAAAAACLE/pAM47y1_Hys/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448661566831414114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52I06hPS2I/AAAAAAAACLM/rMTaYMaI13c/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Last but not least, from Kahn's, also of Oakland, California: "Exciting new fabric-straws, exotic fabrics, fine felts. . . smart travel companions to follow the sun. . . brilliant and dazzling in white, pastel blues, yellow, green, or red. . . equally "advance" in black, brown or navy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448661719455633986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52I9zFsEkI/AAAAAAAACLU/MCIO9Nc-sm0/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-613038661937104856?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/613038661937104856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=613038661937104856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/613038661937104856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/613038661937104856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/03/cruise-hats.html' title='Cruise Hats'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S52IeaMZWQI/AAAAAAAACK0/jY50t2K7zbI/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-1985725708772027889</id><published>2010-03-06T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:21:18.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cruisewear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s travel'/><title type='text'>1930s Travel Pt. 2 - Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KcR294IaI/AAAAAAAACJc/u2D4D8h0nZo/s1600-h/bab048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445586730071105954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KcR294IaI/AAAAAAAACJc/u2D4D8h0nZo/s400/bab048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In packing for travel in the 1930s, most experts advocated “travelling light,” although we suspect their definition of “light” would not be compatible with today’s one-carry on rules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445586254189732898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5Kb2KK6pCI/AAAAAAAACJU/NWDqjk89Pro/s400/Picture15-1938.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Suggestions for what and how to pack for travel are plentiful. For example, from &lt;em&gt;Designing Women: The Art, Technique and Cost of Being Beautiful&lt;/em&gt; by Margaretta Byers, 1938:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cosmopolitan attitude toward traveling is to travel light. . . a suit and a topcoat is the perfect travel costume. In cold weather, a tweed suit with a furred or fur topcoat is ideal. In semi-tropical climates like California, a thin wool suit or cotton tweed suit is unbeatable. The wool suit might have a furred matching topcoat. The cotton tweed might have an unfurred cotton reefer. In the tropics, a Palm Beach suit does well all by itself. (All of these clothes are practically immune to wrinkles, In choosing a cruise coat, be careful to get one with a lap generous enough to cover you comfortably as you recline in your steamer chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445586064659526002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KbrIHZMXI/AAAAAAAACJM/QUrYJ27XxEg/s400/bshearer102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Norma Shearer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For evenings on shipboard, lace is the fabric par excellence because it solves your pressing problems. Shoes are the things that take up space and break porters’ backs and turn aviation officials gray from worrying about excess poundage. Try to compromise on two pairs beside those you’re wearing; evening shoes and sports shoes, perhaps, besides the inevitable mules. Naturally, you will wear medium heels on the ships deck, if you value your neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hats should be packable, like those much advertised fold-up affairs, and non blowable; close fitting cloches or small hats well anchored with a backstrap. And on a cruise take plenty of large handkerchiefs to tie up your curls securely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445582320039312274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KYRKUXO5I/AAAAAAAACHM/A4Giv9Urhic/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Casual slacks and halters, from &lt;em&gt;McCall's&lt;/em&gt;, April 1934&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For a train or a boat. Dishabille should include Pullman pajamas of some dark silk with a matching robe – something discreet that won’t take the porter’s mind off his work when you lurch down the aisle to do your face in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it all the big idea is to work out a minimum of suitable, adaptable clothes and toilet accessories."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445588257781413026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KdqyIZdKI/AAAAAAAACJk/nMrkGx1t2HU/s400/burdines.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Miami Beach resort-wear shop Burdine's used the slogan "Bring Them Empty" for years - adding that as styles change so rapidly, your travel things might be out of fashion by the time you got there, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445583514080637186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KZWqd_8QI/AAAAAAAACH8/TGAZiX1nU4U/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach coats, from &lt;em&gt;McCall's &lt;/em&gt;April 1936&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Plenty of publications were ready with specific advice about what that minimum should be. The 1936 edition of &lt;em&gt;Harmony in Dress&lt;/em&gt; (published by the Women’s Institute of Domestic Arts &amp;amp; Sciences in Scranton, PA) had these suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Travel Outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY TRAIN&lt;br /&gt;1 dark coat of proper weight&lt;br /&gt;2 dark silk dresses or&lt;br /&gt;1 dark silk dress and&lt;br /&gt;1 suit&lt;br /&gt;1 semiformal dress&lt;br /&gt;1 hat for traveling&lt;br /&gt;1 hat for wear with dress-up frocks&lt;br /&gt;4 sets of undergarments&lt;br /&gt;3 silk slips in colors to match the dresses&lt;br /&gt;4 to 6 pairs of hose&lt;br /&gt;3 or 4 nightgowns, or pajama suits&lt;br /&gt;1 dark, light-weight kimono or Pullman robe&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs slippers for daily wear&lt;br /&gt;1 pair pumps for dress-up wear&lt;br /&gt;1 pair bedroom slippers or mules&lt;br /&gt;1 pair overshoes&lt;br /&gt;1 pair service gloves&lt;br /&gt;1 pair dress gloves&lt;br /&gt;Handkerchiefs&lt;br /&gt;1 scarf of silk, wool, or fur&lt;br /&gt;1 umbrella&lt;br /&gt;1 purse of generous size&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;BY BOAT&lt;br /&gt;Same as for travel by train, except to add&lt;br /&gt;1 wool dress&lt;br /&gt;1 heavy coat for warmth&lt;br /&gt;1 evening gown of a material not affected by dampness &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445585635946582306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KbSLCQ0SI/AAAAAAAACJE/0gUcV-hxRMo/s400/2286103459_0fa149ba3a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kay, looking ship-shape&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One new note that crops in the 1930s is “cruise clothing,” due to the rising popularity of pleasure cruising – which differed from other kinds of shipboard travel in that it was simply a means to get from here to there; it was leisurely and usually quite long in duration, it typically occurred in warm climates, and included shore excursions. So, the cruise passenger had different needs than say, the transatlantic passenger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445585091973747058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KayglCEXI/AAAAAAAACI0/bjzzdgxGIas/s400/Bullocks2-10-37.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bullock's Wilshire ad for cruise-wear February 10, 1937 , includes "romper leg" playsuit with matching coat, linen "trip dress" buttoning from neck to hem, and tropical leaf bolero linen evening print in jade, navy or native red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In January 1934, &lt;em&gt;Good Housekeeping&lt;/em&gt; magazine offered the following suggestions, noting “There is no holiday in the world more carefree than that spend on a boat, especially if your wardrobe has been so well planned beforehand that you have everything ready for all occasions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445583750104104402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KZkZuYPdI/AAAAAAAACIM/HsQNpmJ6cfA/s400/IMGeww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below, from &lt;em&gt;Good Housekeeping&lt;/em&gt;, 1934: Since everyone dresses almost every night for dinner on cruises, evening clothes assume great importance. And a plain white gown is a real stand-by, especially if accompanied by a charming wrap. The first gown is Lelong’s, of flamisol crepe, and the wrap is velvet striped in black and nasturtium. With the standing ruffed collar and wide sleeves, it ties in front. A net frock is extra practical because it gives the desired fluffy effect of chiffon but does not need pressing. Chanel, famous for her net frocks, designed the one in black with a full ruffled skirt and a simple bodice (extreme right. With it is a brown runched and ruffled jacket. It is these jackets that vary one’s evening gowns. [Note: the designers' names are reversed in the illustration] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445583623297230546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KZdBVQ5tI/AAAAAAAACIE/ywmjAwN6nBI/s400/IMGe.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Indispensible to the cruise wardrobe, or to any smart wardrobe, is the knitted dress or suit, and here is one (first, below) from a new designer, Mme. Nagornoff. Interesting are the suits she makes of unbleached cotton thread, and particularly good are suits with short fitted jackets worn with knitted cap and tri-colored knitted scarf. Useful for general travel is a coat and dress costume like the one below [right] from Molyneux, of beige djalap. Djalap is a thin, hairy-surfaced material, smart for traveling, and beige is always a delightful color. The tunic frock is laced up in front with moiré, and since the skirt is separate, it may be worn with other blouses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445594675488996194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KjgV9Hu2I/AAAAAAAACJs/Ky8nULR-nyE/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;For a cruising wardrobe, adaptable jacket costumes are ideal, and Lyolene has made one in creamy white jersey with short-sleeved jacket and a skirt – a costume to be worn with different blouses. Alpaca, that most durable of fabrics, has been smartly revived by Lucile Paray for the jacket dress. It is an indefinitely striped iron gray, with plain white pique vest, and edged with white pique. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KaXUiINPI/AAAAAAAACIs/YKocTCNYiiU/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445584624883873010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KaXUiINPI/AAAAAAAACIs/YKocTCNYiiU/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruth Seder of &lt;em&gt;Delineator&lt;/em&gt;, in January 1935, also tackled the cruise wardrobe question and came up with these recommendations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The first thing to do is pick a basic color, and then your wardrobe will fit together as neatly as a jigsaw puzzle. You’ll need very few accessories, for you can wear the same ones with several outfits. We’ve chosen navy blue because it’s smart and well-liked, but you can switch to brown or dark green or black if one of them is more becoming to you than blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445582407830244290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KYWRXWi8I/AAAAAAAACHU/mTEmDhA6Jfk/s400/IMG_0001s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You’ll need a tweed suit for embarking and disembarking and for the first cool days on board. A navy and green and white checked jacket (6016) is smart with a plain blue skirt (5615). For the deck, you’ll need a red, natural and blue checked linen shirt and shorts (6042) and a white pique tennis dress (6041) with a sun-back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445582550400912402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KYeke2TBI/AAAAAAAACHc/I8XiABpmVqs/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When you’re not being active in the boat you’ll want a shirtwaist dress (6035) in pink linen, the crepe kind that doesn’t muss, and a jacket dress (6017) of plaid silk gingham. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445582734861901970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KYpTpxoJI/AAAAAAAACHk/UHgwXFzLuEE/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A white wool coat (6032) of the swagger type is a necessity. For shore trips, a navy on pink printed crepe, jacket dress (6021) is the smart thing. At night, wear a white lace dress (6005), not too formal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445582895307238834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KYypW7LbI/AAAAAAAACHs/gIzGaoky7uw/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The accessories you will need are: One pair navy calf oxfords. One pair navy and white pumps. One pair white rubber soled oxfords. One pair crepe or satin evening sandals. One navy felt hat. One white felt hat. One pair beach sandals. One navy fabric or straw hat. One Basque beret. One navy calf bag. One pair navy fabric gloves. Three pairs white fabric gloves. Also a bathing suit, sweaters, socks, scarfs, clips, a bathrobe, mules, a raincoat, stockings, lingerie.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KaKaDV1oI/AAAAAAAACIk/E8dM0Quh7dM/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445584403027056258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KaKaDV1oI/AAAAAAAACIk/E8dM0Quh7dM/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I. Magnin suits for cruise-wear, January 11, 1935&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An additional footnote on shipboard clothing: per Emily Post’s 1931 revision of &lt;em&gt;Etiquette: The Blue Book of Social Usage&lt;/em&gt;, “on the de luxe steamers nearly everyone dresses for dinner; some actually wear ball dresses, which is in the worst possible taste, and like all overdressing in public places, indicates that they have no other place to show their finery. In the a la carte restaurant, which is a feature of the de luxe steamer of size, fashionable women wear semi-dinner dresses, but in the regular dining saloon they wear ordinary house dresses with or without hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if travelling with a lady’s maid, &lt;em&gt;Vogue’s Book of Smart Service&lt;/em&gt; (Condé Nast Publications, 1930s) mentions specifically that “a maid when travelling does not wear a uniform. On steamer, or in hotels, she wears quiet clothes of the ordinary kind.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KaAmEfxlI/AAAAAAAACIc/mXGx2UUwUW8/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445584234454435410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KaAmEfxlI/AAAAAAAACIc/mXGx2UUwUW8/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coats for travel - equally suitable for Town. June 24, 1934. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-1985725708772027889?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1985725708772027889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=1985725708772027889' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1985725708772027889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1985725708772027889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/03/1930s-travel-pt-2-clothes.html' title='1930s Travel Pt. 2 - Clothes'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S5KcR294IaI/AAAAAAAACJc/u2D4D8h0nZo/s72-c/bab048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-4843683954478560711</id><published>2010-02-26T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:28:45.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luggage'/><title type='text'>1930s Travel Pt. 1 - Luggage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4iGtqOwMmI/AAAAAAAACD8/_GV1PsYJ3co/s1600-h/Picture29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h2zLwHNuI/AAAAAAAACD0/cffwMvjSB48/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442730771377239778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h2zLwHNuI/AAAAAAAACD0/cffwMvjSB48/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cold, rainy day here has us thinking about late winter travel plans, and the result is this post on luggage of the Deco era. Then, we have a big post planned about what goes &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the bag - the travel wardrobe - coming soon! The information below is from research we did for a talk on this subject for an Art Deco event a couple of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442726387250414930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hyz_m0xVI/AAAAAAAAB_k/iMfzcedYSoI/s400/Picture2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Travel in the 1920s &amp;amp; ‘30s was generally considered easier, cleaner, and more comfortable than just a generation or two earlier; it became increasingly less necessary to pack special clothing (typically dark and old) just for wear on the train, etc. It was also faster – the result of improvements in rail technology, streamlined ocean liners like the &lt;em&gt;Queen Mary&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;Normandie&lt;/em&gt;, and the rise of air travel – meaning fewer clothes were needed just for the journey itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727959245959474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0PfvxMTI/AAAAAAAACBU/71xN5y5qFkA/s400/Picture15-1927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, too, clothing itself was less bulky – a few pairs of silk tap pants or camisoles versus yards of muslin petticoats, for example. As the copy for the 1927 &lt;em&gt;Ivory Snow&lt;/em&gt; ad (above) reads: “A company that delivers luggage form the great railway terminals in New York has petitioned for an increase in rates. Its reason: trunks are becoming too few for profit. Women’s clothes are now so dainty and delicate that half a dozen changes of costume can be carried in a bag or 2. Yet scarcely 10 years ago, only a trunk would have held all the necessary starched lingerie, petticoats, nightgowns and shirtwaists.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442749940424336242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4iIO-BFY3I/AAAAAAAACEE/JCb9FMZI2BM/s400/Picture3.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Finally, more people had the opportunity to travel – formerly a privilege of the wealthy only. The idle rich “wintered” here and “summered” there, but working people could take a “vacation.” But, whether traveling First or Tourist class, the modern traveler required new kinds of luggage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442726625993761170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hzB4_rIZI/AAAAAAAAB_0/rbXVRGB4MGM/s400/Picture3-1926.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top U.S. manufacturers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many other industries of the early 20th century, hundred of today largely unknown luggage manufacturers existed in the 1920s and the majority did not survive the Depression. Some names we recognize today, like Samsonite, were not that well known until after World War II. At the low end, fiberboard suitcases, known as “Please Don’t Rain’s” could be had for next to nothing – provided it didn’t get wet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those who could invest in smart, quality luggage, these were “the Big Four” of the 1930s:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442729707447405330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h11QTeSxI/AAAAAAAACDc/alE7AxT99EU/s400/Picture1888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oshkosh.&lt;/strong&gt; Founded in 1902 as the Oshkosh Trunk Company, they made trunks exclusively until 1927. The Oshkosh “Chief” - shown above - with its distinctive red and yellow stripes, was the top of the line. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442726059620479554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hyg7FwskI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ZlP6NnydUqU/s400/1924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1924 Oshkosh ad. “First impressions are made as often on things unseen, as seen. Oshkosh Luggage is inconspicuous in circles where essential niceties are taken for granted and only shortcomings are remarked.” &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727177218542962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hzh-d5zXI/AAAAAAAACAM/zET7suAr1Qo/s400/Picture6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belber.&lt;/strong&gt; This company quietly bought Oshkosh in 1913 but continued to market Oshkosh separately until they sold the company in 1939. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727287733187938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hzoaKpdWI/AAAAAAAACAU/CwYpGUlQ3Qw/s400/Picture8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hartmann.&lt;/strong&gt; Still in business, it was founded 1877 in Racine Wis. by Joseph Hartmann, a Bavarian trunk maker. By 1936 when this ad appeared, they offered over 800 models and sizes of steamship trunks &amp;amp; luggage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727435008417138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hzw-zzHXI/AAAAAAAACAk/e0HItbQdJ10/s400/Picture10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hartmann’s “Century of Progress” line was introduced in 1934 to tie in with the World’s Fair in Chicago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727530375923218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hz2iFLxhI/AAAAAAAACAs/v7vPeR0gkq4/s400/Picture11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wheary&lt;/strong&gt;. Also based in Racine Wis. and was later bought by Hartmann. The above advertisement is for their Stream-guard luggage, 1937. It used chrome in a novel way to keep the sides from getting banged up. Below: ad from 1939. By now they had established a show room in the Empire State Building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727717749453586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0BcGg8xI/AAAAAAAACA8/hJQneoxwdTY/s400/Picture12-1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727812209743650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0G7_mlyI/AAAAAAAACBE/F-7tpCJ_Niw/s400/Picture14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Though founded in 1910, the Schwayder Brothers, makers of Samsonite, were better known in the 1930s for their card tables. Here are the brothers standing on one to show its durability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727074078665602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hzb-PcK4I/AAAAAAAACAE/P05s2RdydT8/s400/Picture5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some common luggage types&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There were so many different types of hand luggage and trunks - we could only focus on a few of the most typical (for ladies).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fitted Dressing Case. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728026866428338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0TbpvqbI/AAAAAAAACBc/yafzraQwinY/s400/Picture15-dressing+case.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A carry over from the Victorian and Edwardian eras. Little cosmetic cases, like Oshkosh's makeup box, shown below from 1938 (often called “train cases” today) would eventually replace the fitted case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442729422605236290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h1krLzuEI/AAAAAAAACDE/VK9JFyQ0bXo/s400/Picture33-1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hat box.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727873073792034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0KeuuRCI/AAAAAAAACBM/DeVRjP5j7Mk/s400/Picture15.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Round hat boxes prevailed in the 1920s into the early ‘30s, another Edwardian era carry-over. They could hold several small, packable hats and still had room for other small items. Alternatively deep, square cases for hats and shoes, like our Wheary model, below, were more popular. It has pockets for a few pairs of shoes around the edge, with room for hats in the middle, and small items (like stockings) in the lid. Yes, it weighs a ton! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442726121363231618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hykhGYU4I/AAAAAAAAB_M/sBgs64VPdSE/s400/PICT4135.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wardrobe Trunk&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728095599242162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0Xbs7K7I/AAAAAAAACBk/BLPuvBAXutI/s400/Picture16-wardrobe+trunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often referred to mistakenly as “steamer trunks,” you can easily tell them apart because wardrobe trunks are hinged in the center and open vertically, as they have drawers and hangers on the interior; steamer trunks have a lid and a bottom and open horizontally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wardrobe suitcase.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442727358080975010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4hzsgO3gKI/AAAAAAAACAc/e4rRPfxFIvA/s400/Picture9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like miniature wardrobe trunks, but they could slide under a Pullman berth. Hartmann’s version, shown here, was called a “Tourobe.” Wheary’s name for it was “Wardrolette.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Club Bag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728251582859106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0ggyUR2I/AAAAAAAACB0/7naNLuzPrAg/s400/Picture18-1929.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Shown in this 1929 ad as (H), a club bag looks like an old-fashioned “doctor’s bag” but had no interior compartments – just open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, what bags you needed really depended on &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; you were traveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If By Sea…&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728507807615970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0vbTDy-I/AAAAAAAACCE/LSgzadURiKc/s400/Picture22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Most of the big liners allowed a generous 350 lbs of baggage per person, taking into account the 4-5 days of travel each way. There were limits on the size of luggage you could have in your stateroom. Luggage that you didn’t need for the voyage itself would be marked accordingly, and typically sent on in advance to be stored in the ship’s hold. Baggage too big for the stateroom but possibly needed during the trip could be stored in an accessible baggage room. Essential bags would be labeled “wanted on voyage,” to be placed in your stateroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728341410425442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0lva4KmI/AAAAAAAACB8/jfSOBz7e-ww/s400/Picture23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This ad copy from this 1938 ad (below) reads: “She dined aboard ship at Southampton – yet this evening she dines at Mayfair. Exquisitely dressed... perfectly poised… faultlessly groomed – as though she had been here a month. All quite understandable. She’s equipped for smart travel… with Hartmann trunks and luggage.” (She was probably also equipped with a lady’s maid). Shown is the Hartmann "Pathfinder" - a monster of a trunk that swiveled for easy access. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728166864142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h0blLzP_I/AAAAAAAACBs/35jFAgYCu64/s400/Picture17-1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If By Train…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442729772625678738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h15DHL0ZI/AAAAAAAACDk/dc_FgZSK5rM/s400/Picture1937.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Excellent service was assured on Pullmans by professional porters and maids. Most belonged to the esteemed &lt;em&gt;International Brotherhood of Railway Sleeping Car Porters and Maids&lt;/em&gt;, a union founded in 1925 (Pullman then employed about 15,000 porters). A porter would take your bags and put them in your compartment. You would pay him roughly .10 per bag - this was not a tip, but rather the fee for this service. You would tip the porter at the end of your trip, about .25 a day (about $3 today) - more if you had needed a lot of extra service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If By Air...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728808113212930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h1A6BfjgI/AAAAAAAACCc/vsicF-rkISw/s400/Picture27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The increasing popularity of air travel during the 30s required a whole new kind of luggage – a lightweight kind. Manufacturers experimented with vulcanized fiber, raffia, wicker and lightweight alloys to replace the heavier structured cases of leather and wood, and all of the big names came out with “Aero” luggage of some sort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728954437478882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h1JbH6qeI/AAAAAAAACCk/PKIZRymOHSE/s400/Picture28.png" border="0" /&gt;Wheary’s Aviatrix bag advertised in 1929 - they also had the "Aviator" for men. (Hartmann’s version was called the “Skyrobe”).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442729089424576642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h1RR_WUII/AAAAAAAACCs/j_wZ1YLIV8I/s400/Picture30-c.1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of aviatrixes, Amelia Earhart endorsed many products, but she was actually personally involved with the creation of Amelia Earhart Luggage in the mid-1930s (Eastern Airlines). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442728695104997522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h06VCPCJI/AAAAAAAACCU/lwpGEo4ER8k/s400/Picture26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Most planes of the time had a weight limit assigned to their license to fly, so more luggage meant they could take on fewer passengers – hence there were baggage weight limits. Dreaded “excess baggage” fees were imposed for exceeding it (passengers themselves stepped on the scales as well!). The Ford tri-motor of the early ‘30s (above) had a total weight limit of 2900 lbs. Passengers were allowed 25 lbs of baggage with their ticket. On big commercial liners like the DC-3, 40 lbs was the usual limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442729192439656258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h1XRwDr0I/AAAAAAAACC0/4yqVoBAleeI/s400/Picture30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A couple - maybe on a flying honeymoon - looks over the Pam Am Clipper schedule in Miami while a Clipper “steward” is left holding the bag(s). Unlike other airplanes, which had women attendants, the Clippers had men, with uniforms resembling those of ship stewards, in keeping with the nautical "Flying Boat" theme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the USA’s entry into World War II, the major luggage manufacturers focused on the war effort, making footlockers and sea bags, etc. With civilian pleasure travel curtailed, there was less demand for luggage anyway. After the war, those who remained in business would soon have to adapt once again to the travel needs of the “jet age” traveler. It was “bon voyage” to the golden age of travel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-4843683954478560711?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4843683954478560711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=4843683954478560711' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4843683954478560711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4843683954478560711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/02/1930s-travel-pt-1-luggage.html' title='1930s Travel Pt. 1 - Luggage'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S4h2zLwHNuI/AAAAAAAACD0/cffwMvjSB48/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-7716223833646632129</id><published>2010-02-07T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:34:14.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamara de Lempicka'/><title type='text'>Tamara de Lempika Biography in Paperback Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280OfnXrVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/M25l9I5kxLM/s1600-h/bloomsbury-lempicka-2009-co.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620698868919634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280OfnXrVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/M25l9I5kxLM/s400/bloomsbury-lempicka-2009-co.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tamara de Lempicka: A Life of Deco and Decadence&lt;/em&gt; by Laura Claridge, originally published in 1999, is due out in paperback next month, as a part of the &lt;em&gt;Bloomsbury&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lives of Women&lt;/em&gt; series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620337471387586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S28z5dTe98I/AAAAAAAAB9k/TUDJbjiDdlY/s400/Photo-TamaraDeLempicka-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though de Lempicka’s actions are not always admirable (especially in reference to her daughter), but she &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; interesting. Claridge's is probably the most accurate biography of de Lempicka to date. Sorting fact from fiction could not have been easy; the artist carefully controlled her public image and perpetuated many of the myths surrounding her (the book’s sources include a “sometimes awkward phone conversation”). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280JY-arkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/CimVDAV7Ytk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620611187191362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280JY-arkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/CimVDAV7Ytk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myth vs. reality: Tamara’s self portrait, the cleverly titled &lt;em&gt;Autoportrait: Or, Woman in the Green Bugatti&lt;/em&gt;. The artist’s own car was not a Bugatti, nor was it green – it was, according to the artist, a yellow Renault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620406811524322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S28z9fndfOI/AAAAAAAAB9s/hd4_x0ud4N4/s400/tamatra-de-lempicka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The artist at work on a portrait of her first husband, Tadeusz Junosza-Lempicki and below, the still unfinished portrait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620278783184034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S28z2CrIDKI/AAAAAAAAB9c/-DhKQ8bBSYk/s400/de%2520Lempicka%2520-%2520Tadeusz%2520de%2520Lempicka%2520-%25201928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280AJAmvxI/AAAAAAAAB90/IbWiKTqhvnY/s1600-h/Photo-TamaraDeLempicka-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620452282580754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280AJAmvxI/AAAAAAAAB90/IbWiKTqhvnY/s400/Photo-TamaraDeLempicka-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De Lempicka’s strikingly exotic good looks were frequently compared to Greta Garbo’s. It is not surprising, then, that in a 1940s interview, when Tamara and her second husband, Baron Raoul Kuffner, were living in Hollywood (where she was supposedly known as ''the Baroness with a paintbrush'') she named Greta Garbo as the movie industry’s most beautiful actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620208800000386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S28zx991aYI/AAAAAAAAB9U/16siMWPMWGA/s400/6a00d8345167db69e200e54f133a6a8833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Portrait of Tamara’s daughter, Baroness Kizette De Lempicka-Foxhall (who is herself the author of a book on de Lempika, &lt;em&gt;Passion By Design: The Art and Times of Tamara de Lempicka&lt;/em&gt;, 1987).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435620505630899938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280DPv1fuI/AAAAAAAAB98/BA2Aq6MZY4Q/s400/Photo-TamaraDeLempicka-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;De Lempicka around the time that she was living in the U.S.A.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-7716223833646632129?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7716223833646632129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=7716223833646632129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7716223833646632129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7716223833646632129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/02/tamara-de-lempika-biography-in.html' title='Tamara de Lempika Biography in Paperback Soon'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S280OfnXrVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/M25l9I5kxLM/s72-c/bloomsbury-lempicka-2009-co.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-2779580591856522751</id><published>2010-02-05T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:30:10.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan Crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genevieve Tobin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norma Shearer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Lombard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay Francis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis Banton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudette Colbert'/><title type='text'>Hollywood's Best Dressed of 1935</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xkCJZTf4I/AAAAAAAAB80/rix5SeIeKkE/s1600-h/ginger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828838373916546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xkCJZTf4I/AAAAAAAAB80/rix5SeIeKkE/s400/ginger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Paris dressmakers had their best-dressed lists - the Hollywood studio designers had theirs… Contemporary reporter Dan Thomas gives us a glimpse of how that list came about in this tongue-in-cheek (?) article from January 30th, 1935:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Women shrieked…fought…kicked…hair fell off by the handfuls…shins were bruised and noses tweaked… eyes blackened! Hollywood’s annual battle to determine its best dressed woman was in full sway. And when the smoke cleared away, revealing scores of exhausted and disappointed girls strewn over the battlefield, six women could be seen in a triumphant march with Carole Lombard at their head. And flanking her on either side to make sure her throne is not usurped are Norma Shearer, Kay Francis, Genevieve Tobin, Joan Crawford, and Claudette Colbert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434834713534056274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xpYIEox1I/AAAAAAAAB9E/k6yUDQZxOVQ/s400/macro.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjrx3i-NI/AAAAAAAAB8U/4axSnkjHjvc/s1600-h/riptide-norma-shearer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828454101186770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjrx3i-NI/AAAAAAAAB8U/4axSnkjHjvc/s400/riptide-norma-shearer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjTZnWguI/AAAAAAAAB70/kOOJbL1JHp0/s1600-h/JOAN_CRAWFORD_mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828035273949922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjTZnWguI/AAAAAAAAB70/kOOJbL1JHp0/s400/JOAN_CRAWFORD_mirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjh7w7KpI/AAAAAAAAB8E/XGZbczy1lYQ/s1600-h/macro.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xmbKNYYuI/AAAAAAAAB88/98wa0ufIwJs/s1600-h/claudette-colbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434831467112325858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xmbKNYYuI/AAAAAAAAB88/98wa0ufIwJs/s400/claudette-colbert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjNssxHbI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BCFtwlJw7fs/s1600-h/GT+1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434827937317723570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjNssxHbI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BCFtwlJw7fs/s400/GT+1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434827842981603522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjINRSKMI/AAAAAAAAB7k/QlpHGdyuL5o/s400/First_Lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The six women were chosen by the top studio fashion designers, who then left it to the actresses themselves to choose their own fashion leader. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434827534275448962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xi2PQAEII/AAAAAAAAB7E/3r4U6x7YeX0/s400/Annex%2520-%2520Lombard,%2520Carole%25Macro(Rumba)_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Carole (Image: Dr. Macro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps a word of defense should be offered for those experts…Take Adrian, style creator for the MGM studio. Suppose he had named Norma Shearer as best dressed. The next time Joan Crawford came in to have a new gown designed, she probably would wreck his office. Or if he had picked Joan, Norma might have told him that she didn’t think so much of his clothes, anyway. And if he had picked a girl from some other studio, it's quite possible that neither of them would have spoken to him again. Adrian realized this and played it safe. Without definitely selecting anyone, he mentioned that both Norma and Joan dressed with extremely rare judgment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828648200400770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xj3E8Z74I/AAAAAAAAB8k/oXSWnYAmDP4/s400/shearer133.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“If Adrian names you #1, so help me I’ll kick *CENSORED BY THE LEAGUE OF DECENCY*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434826976207483682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xiVwSOsyI/AAAAAAAAB60/jwYaCwVN55c/s400/2055443383_4e11ff291a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Regal Joan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434837343823812130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xrxOqlViI/AAAAAAAAB9M/ejP93NQf9jY/s400/Norma+35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queen Norma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“The best-dressed woman in Hollywood, and that virtually means the world, as nearly all women now are following Hollywood fashions, would necessarily have to be perfectly clothed on any or all occasions.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828357542763874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjmKKOXWI/AAAAAAAAB8M/dX5-cL-1iAg/s400/Norma_Shearer_Gilbert_Adrian_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Norma with Gilbert Adrian. Although his slinky bias-cut dresses are largely associated with Jean Harlow today, the designer created many such gowns for Norma Shearer, too (he called them “Norma’s Nightgowns”).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Travis Banton took the bit in his teeth and named Carole Lombard. “She is the epitome of the smart woman of fashion.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434827609852702258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xi6ozBbjI/AAAAAAAAB7M/MtmnbjwfHgU/s400/carolelombard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Carole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434827393989396722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xiuEpMyPI/AAAAAAAAB68/iprgX2yJGdo/s400/3629919017_37d7054ee4_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Carole with Travis Banton. He designed many of her off-screen outfits as well. The lovely Carolelombard.org has an interesting post about Banton’s process for creating a gown for Miss Lombard, &lt;a href="http://carolelombard.org/travis-bantons-ten-steps-to-create-a-lombard-screen-costume"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Robert Kallock of Colombia chose Colbert “because she always has perfect taste.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434827752327744834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjC7juDUI/AAAAAAAAB7c/DDLoCfNzhmI/s400/COLBERT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claudette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Orry-Kelly named Kay “because she never makes any obvious attempts to be smartly dressed. It is her very conservatism, which is extreme, that makes her smart.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828147514130002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xjZ7vfvlI/AAAAAAAAB78/iYSb-COY-qg/s400/Kay_Francis_radio-HollywodDreamland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434828740369873138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xj8cTUePI/AAAAAAAAB8s/b1NNVdnpiEc/s400/sjff_04_img1571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kay looks over sketches with Orry-Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walter Plunkett, stylist at RKO, named Genevieve Tobin. “She dresses conservatively, correctly, and becomingly. In my opinion these are the three requisites for good dressing.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434826859934722370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xiO_IpKUI/AAAAAAAAB6s/XQvNu2XMjAs/s400/Annex%2520-%2520Tobin,%2520Genevieve_01DrMacro.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Genevieve (Image: Dr. Marco)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-2779580591856522751?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2779580591856522751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=2779580591856522751' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2779580591856522751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2779580591856522751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/02/hollywoods-best-dressed-of-1935.html' title='Hollywood&apos;s Best Dressed of 1935'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2xkCJZTf4I/AAAAAAAAB80/rix5SeIeKkE/s72-c/ginger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-2222640774236463714</id><published>2010-02-03T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:30:40.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roberta Blouse &amp; Random Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nlRSvcWbI/AAAAAAAAB5E/mgrVCJPGThc/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434126510650579378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nlRSvcWbI/AAAAAAAAB5E/mgrVCJPGThc/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, gee – we’ve been “tagged” by the Vintage Baroness! Thank you! It's an honor. For her kindness in thinking of us, we have this ad for the “Roberta Blouse” from the T. Eaton &amp;amp; Co. Ltd. department store, which appeared in the &lt;em&gt;Winnipeg Free Press&lt;/em&gt; in April, 1935.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 5 (boring!) random facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I tapped danced at Fred Astaire’s house (not realizing until later that I, in fact, don’t know how to tap dance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My favorite singer, living, is Max Raabe; not living: Al Bowlley &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434126646733519138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nlZNsJOSI/AAAAAAAAB5M/HylTYP4mFJ8/s400/max_raabe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434127465935856386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nmI5dM4wI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ZkvQiCKRFUE/s400/Al%2BBowlly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3) I’m French and Scottish – so I am at once both friv&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nk3KbgJmI/AAAAAAAAB4k/YvBAZBI6DaY/s1600-h/AlBowlly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;olous and thrifty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The name Girls About Town name comes from the 1931 Kay Francis-Lily Tashman movie. The blog is mostly maintained by me, &lt;a href="http://astairette.livejournal.com/"&gt;Astairette,&lt;/a&gt; but I still consider it a group effort as the moral support of my vintage-admiring relatives is critical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434126377885213394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nlJkJtotI/AAAAAAAAB48/fsBeG6LBWFA/s400/Girls_About_Town_1931_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5) I am 5'10' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-2222640774236463714?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2222640774236463714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=2222640774236463714' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2222640774236463714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2222640774236463714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/02/roberta-blouse-random-facts.html' title='The Roberta Blouse &amp; Random Facts'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2nlRSvcWbI/AAAAAAAAB5E/mgrVCJPGThc/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-1457209486852853155</id><published>2010-01-29T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:35:12.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face powder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Arden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bette Davis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jean Muir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Lombard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Factor'/><title type='text'>Face Powder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NQtfADRKI/AAAAAAAAB2s/8jzAkN3ctKU/s1600-h/00072932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432274317884998818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NQtfADRKI/AAAAAAAAB2s/8jzAkN3ctKU/s400/00072932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss LaFosse and Miss Dubarry powdered their noses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Come now, Guinevere,” said Miss LaFosse. “You must powder your nose again. It isn’t done not to. Last gesture before entering a room. It gives a sense of confidence.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With trembling fingers, nervous, clumsy, contented, for the first time in her life, Miss Pettigrew powdered her own nose. “Do you know,” she said happily. “I think you’re right. It does add a certain assurance to one’s demeanor. I feel it already.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Winifred Watson, &lt;em&gt;Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day&lt;/em&gt; (1938)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432288277807008754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NdaDw0i_I/AAAAAAAAB3c/K6-W48r5tpA/s400/10015592.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The staple of many ‘30s women’s beauty routines (even if she used no other cosmetics), face powder surpassed even lipstick as the pillar of the cosmetics industry. Advice on its application, and the all-critical selection of just the “right shade for your skin type” used up a lot of ink in ad copy and newspaper columns, and beauty booklets of the period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432270478307598802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NNN_ddodI/AAAAAAAAB0E/cvPPPDShPu0/s400/!BbjN59!CGk~%24(KGrHqIH-EIEquLURo(rBKwjf33tg!~~_37.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although liquid foundation (or “liquid powder” as Coty’s was known, advertised above in 1929) was available, it was not as widely used in the ‘30s as regular face powder. It would be applied then blotted with a powder puff or gauze, just as with face powder. Typically, though, when beauty books or ads refer to a “foundation” or “base,” they mean a powder base – a cream or lotion that would be applied to clean skin and provide a smooth surface for the application of the face powder and ostensibly make it “cling” longer. Some beauty houses, like Helena Rubenstein and Elizabeth Arden, had tinted foundations in flesh colored-shades. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432277225149868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NTWtaAquI/AAAAAAAAB3U/CYiK04biIG0/s400/1930PondsAB.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;A favorite, basic powder base was Ponds’ glycerin-based Vanishing Cream (so called because it “vanished” into the skin), introduced in the early 1900s. It was often sold with their Cold Cream, for cleansing, as shown in this 1930 ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432272861502552146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NPYtjauFI/AAAAAAAAB1M/z8mwDg3ik6w/s400/BH2040-lrg35.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yardley’s English Lavender Powder, 1938 ad. It also features their Complexion Cream: "This versatile cream is also her freshening cream at night and her powder foundation in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NSSg6yTKI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ulkdx6l5xcw/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432276053566573730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NSSg6yTKI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ulkdx6l5xcw/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the base had dried completely, it was time to apply the loose powder. Excess powder would be removed with a piece of cotton gauze or a soft brush made especially for this purpose. Carole Lombard demonstrates the Max Factor powder brush, c. 1934. From &lt;em&gt;Max Factor’s Hollywood: Glamour, Movies, Make-up&lt;/em&gt; by Fred E. Basten. These are easy to find today, and should cost $10 or less. The brush itself is marked "Max Factor Hollywood."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432292871034033394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2Nhla3e1PI/AAAAAAAAB30/VIN8nrHyyqI/s400/MaxFactorBrushGLY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Factor’s powder brush came with a booklet “How to Create Beauty with Make-Up” that had these instructions for applying powder: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432294779127816050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NjUfEfX3I/AAAAAAAAB4U/NFjPdBxtONs/s400/IMG_00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. Start powdering at the lower cheeks…Gently pat and blend powder toward center of face…Powder the nose last so that this facial feature will receive the lightest application of powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432294718358310226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NjQ8r6TVI/AAAAAAAAB4M/1G-qJ7RvcdM/s400/IMG_00022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. Now with the powder puff, press powder lightly into the tiny lines around the eyes. Nose, mouth, and chin. This assures a completely powdered surface, which aids in effecting a smooth make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432294654913632434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NjNQVhWLI/AAAAAAAAB4E/IwqY9IdH9V8/s400/IMG_00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. With the Max Factor Powder Brush…lightly brush away any surplus powder, clearing all lines at the eyes, nose, mouth, and chin, giving your make-up a velvety, even finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432294595465590418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NjJy4ANpI/AAAAAAAAB38/2XEM7CfOJLo/s400/IMG_00024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;4. Thus, with Max Factor’s Face Powder in the correct color harmony shade is created a satin-smooth makeup that clings for hours…color perfect and flattering under any light. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432274095648387314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NQgjGtsPI/AAAAAAAAB2k/NWm_bgQeiZ4/s400/makeUpAd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bette Davis reveals: “With my coloring…blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin… I use Max Factor’s Rachelle powder.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432271150554387010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NN1HxlkkI/AAAAAAAAB0s/UBMCGnlSYhY/s400/1934_coty.png" border="0" /&gt; Coty's Face Powder was a top seller of the 1930s. It appealed to society ladies and housewives on a budget equally. A Coty promotional booklet from c. 1931 proclaimed that Coty’s face powders “come to you, untouched, from sunlit laboratories where an immaculate staff guards every step in the process of its creation.” Their “skin-matched” shades, “true, imperceptible, sun-proof,” were: Blanche, Naturelle, Severose, Rose No. 1, Rose No. 2, Nacree, Rachel No. 1, Rachel No. 2, Mauve, and Ochre. Ochre-Rose, Cotytan, and Rachel Nacree. Ad above from 1934.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432272523204615698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NPFBS53hI/AAAAAAAAB1E/JtU8KB3DUf8/s400/BH1480-lrg35.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Coty’s “Air-Spun” powder, introduced in 1935. Then as now, it was sold at drugstores, such Walgreens. At the New York World’s Fair of 1939-40, visitors to the Maison Coty building (topped by the familiar “powder puff” box) could watch Air-Spun Powder in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432273045000772434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NPjZIzW1I/AAAAAAAAB1c/-1udi1PhurM/s400/cotyad1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432274026547750354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NQchr1pdI/AAAAAAAAB2c/nncHZ2A6if0/s400/Maison+Coty+1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432270656382463746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NNYW10bwI/AAAAAAAAB0U/WtKxDjS76ds/s400/0115-1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ponds also sold face powder, but was no competition for Coty in this department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NP8vJ2CbI/AAAAAAAAB18/c1dHqqRS_r0/s1600-h/il_430xN_105880693.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432273897731162498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NQVBzkgYI/AAAAAAAAB2U/LE1D6jj6MC8/s400/Lady+Esther1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A shiny nose was a beauty "bugaboo" to be avoided at all costs! Above: Lady Esther ad, 1934. Below: Constance Bennett, who would later have her own line of cosmetics and beauty treatments. We are pretty sure men didn’t notice (or care) whether Connie’s nose was shiny or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432288350663346290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NdeTLICHI/AAAAAAAAB3k/K---h_skY3w/s400/bennett_constance2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432272366879914290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NO768MOTI/AAAAAAAAB08/ETE7rNCDORg/s400/BH1460-lrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Charles of the Ritz, like many other high-end beauty houses, offered custom-blended powder. This ad dates to 1940. From the fabulous Duke University ads collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powder compacts from the ‘30s are fun collectables – they often feature great Deco designs, or commemorate a ‘30s event, such as the World’s Fairs. Many came in duos of rouge and powder, and even trios, of powder, rouge and lipstick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432273409720952226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NP4n03paI/AAAAAAAAB10/c0ob8yqihSk/s400/il_430xN_111321389.jpg" border="0" /&gt; An example by Girey, noted for their "camera" style compacts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432292726862427538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NhdByStZI/AAAAAAAAB3s/LGM3WZWXRno/s400/BNBW9dg2kKGrHgoH-EEjlLl0TJBJnfbf6kg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Small Deco compact with an attached ring on a chain, so the compact could be held in the hand while dancing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NOyRbYFJI/AAAAAAAAB00/ThQcY1UGJt0/s1600-h/a5c3_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432272201117602962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NOyRbYFJI/AAAAAAAAB00/ThQcY1UGJt0/s400/a5c3_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A “tam-o-shanter” type compact with mesh-bottom, for carrying loose powder. A screen (sadly, often missing today) kept the powder in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432273152153286258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NPpoT89nI/AAAAAAAAB1k/PHxtXEkPZTQ/s400/DSCN4351.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Above: example of a powder compact screen. Middle: the "sifter" type. Lower: Coty Airspun compact of pressed powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432273324559733938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NPzqk2lLI/AAAAAAAAB1s/GCMo7eyW1sw/s400/il_430xN_103747088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'30s ladies could easily have their compacts refilled with their favorite powder to be used again and again. You can make your own pressed powder by mixing some loose powder with rubbing alcohol in a small bowl, (the consistency should be like waffle batter; if its too liquid-y, add a little more powder). Scoop it into your empty compact and smooth. Let dry completely before closing. It isn’t as firm as pressed powder from a factory, but it works! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432270581000236066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NNT-BS7CI/AAAAAAAAB0M/IFJ0nsINrzY/s400/!Bft-B0w!2k~%24(KGrHqYOKiYErzMofhmhBLCZfUhihw~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.davidandnoelle.net/catalogue.htm"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see a stunning collection of compacts, from &lt;em&gt;The Art of Allure: Powder Compacts and Vanities of the 19th, 20th and 21st Centuries from the Collection of Noelle Soren&lt;/em&gt;, University of Arizona Museum of Art, 2004. Also has good, reliable information about compacts and their makers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-1457209486852853155?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1457209486852853155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=1457209486852853155' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1457209486852853155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1457209486852853155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/face-powder.html' title='Face Powder'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S2NQtfADRKI/AAAAAAAAB2s/8jzAkN3ctKU/s72-c/00072932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-3796934102685566283</id><published>2010-01-18T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:05:43.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs. Harrison Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>The Best Dressed Woman in Town: Mrs. Harrison Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TMpGufq-I/AAAAAAAABzM/pcP-x3Ea3bU/s1600-h/!B,8H)oQCGk~%24(KGrHqEH-EMEqtp)BBrLBKtq%2B!QCn!~~_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TLEoo9gUI/AAAAAAAABy8/7kBAV-wJUaQ/s1600-h/mona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428186731377426754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TLEoo9gUI/AAAAAAAABy8/7kBAV-wJUaQ/s400/mona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What do I care if Mrs. Harrison Williams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the best-dressed woman in town?”&lt;br /&gt;-Cole Porter, “Ridin’ High,” from &lt;em&gt;Red, Hot &amp;amp; Blue&lt;/em&gt; (1936) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole Porter sang about her; Beaton photographed her; rich men made a habit of wanting to marry her, and she spent most of the 1930s at the top, or close to it, of any “best dressed woman” list. Who was Mrs. Harrison Williams? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428179701613367954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TErcumkpI/AAAAAAAABy0/MGkgDaINz0g/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mrs. Williams, née Strader – Mona to her friends – was born in Lexington, Kentucky, around 1899-ish. The two-time divorcé married Harrison Williams, a somewhat mysterious figure usually referred to as a “utilities magnate,” in 1926. In 1933, and again in 1934, Mrs. H. W., topped the Paris dressmakers’ annual list of the “World’s Best Dressed Women.” Famous for her furs and jewels and somewhat eccentric fashion sense, “her selection in best-dressed lists is not due to the quantities of clothes she buys – although her purchases are enormous – but due to the authentic individuality she lends to the garments she acquires.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428188299654755266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TMf67ac8I/AAAAAAAABzE/fSmsN9wbflQ/s400/Mona1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The electing dressmakers of 1934 estimated that the best-dressed ladies spent an average of $50,000 a year to maintain their smartness. But, “not only were wealth, charm, and beauty. . . essential to placing on the list, but vivacity, poise, personality, brains, and ‘it’ (in addition to the $50,000).” Ernest Dryden, a “noted Viennese designer” who numbered Mrs. H.W. among his clients, asserted that in her case, the $50,000 was not necessary. "Mrs. Williams is the best-dressed woman because she has a- a what you call ‘knack’ for wearing them, She has inherent good taste. She is educated in their selection and their appropriateness. If she spent only $1000 a year for clothes, she would still be one of the world’s best dressed women.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mrs. Williams, however, never had to put this theory to the test, as she had the perfect accessory to go with the "world's best-dressed woman" label - a husband who was one of the world’s richest men. The 1937 best-dressed list, in which Mona Williams was toppled from her #1 posish by two duchesses (Windsor and Kent) and a princess, the estimated expenditure ranged from $20,000 to $100,000!! But, this includes every article of wearing apparel – furs, underwear, accessories, and small jewelry purchases, as well as the large expense of beauty treatments, hairdressing, and massage. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428179521835218738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TEg_AJtzI/AAAAAAAAByk/WxR3S7PfYlA/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dorothy Dale wrote a series of profiles on the American women on Paris’ best-dressed list in 1938. Mona later acquired the title of Countess Bismarck when she married Count Edward Bismarck after the death of Harrison Williams in 1954. She herself died in 1983. More about her can be found in &lt;a href="http://www.monabismarck.org/history.html"&gt;this history &lt;/a&gt;from the Mona Bismarck Foundation (which she founded) in Paris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428179614553007138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TEmYZy5CI/AAAAAAAABys/AVY4InfJ5Y4/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;In June 1936, an incident occurred that sent shockwaves through high fashion circles: Mrs. Harrison Williams, Mrs. Harry Cray, and Mrs. Raymond Guest appeared at the wedding of steel heiress Barbara Phipps and Stuart Janney, Jr. – one of THE social events of the season – wearing identical white and blue print frocks!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, how can the rest of us mere mortals be well-dressed without spending a fortune (or rather, several fortunes) on clothes? Mr. Dryden offered these suggestions in 1935, which he called the "10 Commandments of Fashion":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Avoid fripperies&lt;br /&gt;2. Invest only in fabrics of good quality&lt;br /&gt;3. Dress to suit yourself, not your best friend&lt;br /&gt;4. Shun “noisy” clothes&lt;br /&gt;5. Don’t be a slave to fashion edicts&lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t worry about the price tag&lt;br /&gt;7. Don’t try to be “the last word.” It is better to wear a good model labeled “yesterday” than a poor one labeled “tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;8. Don’t strive for a large wardrobe. Correct, not frequent, changes are important.&lt;br /&gt;9. Avoid cheap looking accessories. If you must add something to your costume, add a touch of color.&lt;br /&gt;10. Don’t try to be different. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428191133357803474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TPE3S3h9I/AAAAAAAABzU/RLhFf7nEM6w/s400/CI_46_4_10ab_L.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A number of gowns once owned by Mrs. Williams and others of her “best-dressed” set from 1935-1940 were exhibited at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City in 2002-03. Some images of them can be seen &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/Blithe_Spirit/windsor_images.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources included:&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Dale. “Untitled She Lives Better Than Any Princess,” April 10, 1938.&lt;br /&gt;United Press. "Mrs. Harrison Williams Re-elected As World’s Best Dressed Woman,” December 12, 1934.&lt;br /&gt;United Press.“Wallis Windsor ‘Best Dressed’ Stylists Aver,” June 30, 1934.&lt;br /&gt;United Press. “Mrs. Harrison Williams Heads Paris List of Best Dressed Women,” December 12, 1934.&lt;br /&gt;Ursula Petrie.“Oh! Dear, Dear! What a Shock for International Society’s Best-Dressed Woman,” &lt;em&gt;Salt Lake City Tribune&lt;/em&gt;, August 23, 1936. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-3796934102685566283?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3796934102685566283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=3796934102685566283' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3796934102685566283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3796934102685566283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-dressed-woman-in-town-mrs-harrison.html' title='The Best Dressed Woman in Town: Mrs. Harrison Williams'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1TLEoo9gUI/AAAAAAAABy8/7kBAV-wJUaQ/s72-c/mona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-822190183682415211</id><published>2010-01-15T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:38:59.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Green slippers'/><title type='text'>Daniel Green Slippers</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427134289001483538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1EN4bRGjRI/AAAAAAAAByU/SqXQI64NTVU/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We're feeling lazy, so thought we'd showcase the drool-worthy Daniel Green Comfy Slippers of our dreams. The company dates to 1881. These images are from a brochure that dates to 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427134518123476898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1EOFw0Ct6I/AAAAAAAAByc/wz3crx2juGw/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above, styles to wear with the new Kitchenette pajamas. The green pair says, "You'll be tempted to wear this kid D'Orsay on the street...it looks so formal....flatters the foot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENv4_35xI/AAAAAAAAByM/wkm-EASiam0/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427134142363461394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENv4_35xI/AAAAAAAAByM/wkm-EASiam0/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Orchid slippers above are two-toned (orchid and green), of light crepe. The middle is a black satin mule with a gold kid backstrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENsG0eTlI/AAAAAAAAByE/utzkrybJCB0/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427134077354266194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENsG0eTlI/AAAAAAAAByE/utzkrybJCB0/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quilted styles to go with quilted bedjackets and pajamas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENm_yavJI/AAAAAAAABx8/hZnFfTQwgkw/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427133989567249554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENm_yavJI/AAAAAAAABx8/hZnFfTQwgkw/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What to wear with your bridge party pajamas? Bridge slippers from Daniel Green. Why, darlings, all of Paris is talking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENjRFmGOI/AAAAAAAABx0/k7qQu17Lbww/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427133925491611874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENjRFmGOI/AAAAAAAABx0/k7qQu17Lbww/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bottom pair in Aqua, a pajama boot. The middle pair of feathered satin to be worn with your frilly negligee, and at top, a satin mule charming for &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; intimate wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENf9mYQfI/AAAAAAAABxs/R9VA0oylSZs/s1600-h/IMG_00039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427133868720800242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENf9mYQfI/AAAAAAAABxs/R9VA0oylSZs/s400/IMG_00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The newest pajama slipper... at top, the Monte Carlo. In purple and eggshell kid. If forced at gunpoint to pick just one pair as a favorite, it would be these. The middle pair, also of eggshell kid, has a "bracelet like" ankle strap of bright red kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENYQMas6I/AAAAAAAABxk/6VDS9ptjaBI/s1600-h/dg%27s1930ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427133736273228706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1ENYQMas6I/AAAAAAAABxk/6VDS9ptjaBI/s400/dg%27s1930ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Monte Carlo slippers in a 1930 advertisement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-822190183682415211?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/822190183682415211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=822190183682415211' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/822190183682415211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/822190183682415211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/daniel-green-slippers.html' title='Daniel Green Slippers'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S1EN4bRGjRI/AAAAAAAAByU/SqXQI64NTVU/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-3539888750234078697</id><published>2010-01-12T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:39:57.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wallis Simpson'/><title type='text'>Beating the Winter Blues With Cartier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426059778070975666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S008nqH0lLI/AAAAAAAABw0/unUviZoRC9I/s400/wallis-simpson-con-tiara.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How can we be blue when Cartier is in town? An &lt;a href="http://www.famsf.org/legion/exhibitions/exhibition.asp?exhibitionkey=1051"&gt;exhibit, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.famsf.org/legion/exhibitions/exhibition.asp?exhibitionkey=1051"&gt;Cartier and America&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;opened&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;at the beautiful Fine Arts Museum of San Francisco on December 19, 2009 and runs through April 18, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Wallis. Below, tiara, 1936; ; sapphire collar, 1937; emerald necklace, 1932&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01C6yKY2kI/AAAAAAAABw8/WYPfteMZeRA/s1600-h/Cartier-and-America_0071br1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426066703716506178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01C6yKY2kI/AAAAAAAABw8/WYPfteMZeRA/s400/Cartier-and-America_0071br1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01C-1_LPqI/AAAAAAAABxE/8TGFTdjj2kg/s1600-h/Cartier-and-America_0074br37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426066773462695586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01C-1_LPqI/AAAAAAAABxE/8TGFTdjj2kg/s400/Cartier-and-America_0074br37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426066958882255042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01DJoupMMI/AAAAAAAABxc/rs0jw0KC4UQ/s400/Cartier-necklace-emerald1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the exhibit is meant to celebrate 100 years of Cartier in America, many of the featured pieces once belonged to American women – such as Gloria Swanson, Grace Kelly, Elizabeth Taylor, and our favorite 1930s style icon, Wallis Simpson. We hope they provide bibs with each admission - pave set diamond bib necklaces, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426066886033309506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01DFZWGf0I/AAAAAAAABxU/p5eGdMz3wxk/s400/Cartier-and-America_0128br.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wallis’ famous, much-copied flamingo brooch (1940) above, and her panther (1949)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426059376297908434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S008QRZqGNI/AAAAAAAABwU/UvwwL2VRw4U/s400/Cartier-panther.jpg" border="0" /&gt; From the exhibit press release:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cartier came to fame as the “King of Jewelers” during the Belle Époque for his beautifully made diamond and platinum jewelry created for the courts of Europe and Americans of the Gilded Age. With an extensive variety of jewelry forms—ranging from traditional white diamond suites to the highly colored exotic creations of the 1920s and 1930s—Cartier made its mark with the ingenuity of its designs and its exquisite craftsmanship. Cartier and America celebrates the imagination and creativity of Cartier in the 20th century. The jewelry and works of art include pieces from the private collection of Cartier.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426066827180117938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S01DB-GaD7I/AAAAAAAABxM/_3rdNCIBIsQ/s400/Cartier-and-America_0120brstar+of+south+africa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Star of South Africa, 1917&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-3539888750234078697?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3539888750234078697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=3539888750234078697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3539888750234078697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3539888750234078697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/beating-winter-blues-with-cartier.html' title='Beating the Winter Blues With Cartier'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S008nqH0lLI/AAAAAAAABw0/unUviZoRC9I/s72-c/wallis-simpson-con-tiara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-3570374712539417050</id><published>2010-01-07T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:40:57.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Arden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Du Barry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Lombard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ski/snow clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonja Henie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudette Colbert'/><title type='text'>1930s Ski &amp; Snow Fashions Pt. II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z92iQpznI/AAAAAAAABr8/B-RrFZja5T4/s1600-h/sonja+1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424161177077403250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z92iQpznI/AAAAAAAABr8/B-RrFZja5T4/s400/sonja+1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuing the discussion of 1930s ski &amp;amp; snow wear, we’re jealous - while the rest of North America, Britain, and Europe seem to be getting beautiful snow, our weather has been balmy by comparison. Below: Ida Lupino in the kind of snow we know best- the Hollywood variety, 1939.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424160718469423042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z9b1z_X8I/AAAAAAAABrc/mal8yhCsDQU/s400/ida+lupino+1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Designing Women: The Art, Technique and Cost of Being Beautiful&lt;/em&gt; (also 1938) advised: "Your winter sports clothes will be chosen for more lively contrasts with snow. One couturier has been outstandingly successful with aurora borealis colors for ski clothes – blue-violet combined with electric green and the pinky flame peculiar to the northern lights. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could have been referring to Schiaparelli., whose ski outfit below in “spahi colors” with “poodle hood” appeared in &lt;em&gt;Harper’s Bazaar,&lt;/em&gt; December 1938.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424160470946010738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z9Nbtz1nI/AAAAAAAABrM/lfu0Z9EWPwU/s400/Harper%27s+Bazaar+38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pixie-like hooded ski jacket seems to have gained popularity in the late '30s. Below, top, from &lt;em&gt;Canadian&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Home&lt;/em&gt;, 1937. Middle image from &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;, December 1, 1939. Bottom: Mary Carlisle, 1938. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424159696168017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z8gVcV3ZI/AAAAAAAABqs/zhaqZ7ZPxi0/s400/1937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424161118671632418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z9zIroeCI/AAAAAAAABr0/HQsGaTQ1v6s/s400/Vogue+12-1-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424160771433569618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z9e7HoHVI/AAAAAAAABrk/clDTEbweGg0/s400/mary+carlisle+1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424160883897519538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z9leFHzbI/AAAAAAAABrs/MzXiF8qrQkk/s400/Ski+boot+1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One type of ski boot advertised in 1938.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424802034417131602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0jEtV4_4FI/AAAAAAAABsk/1YO5K5BJZ1s/s400/5986_1_b37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cover of &lt;em&gt;Vogue &lt;/em&gt;1937 shows the kind of jump-suit affair that was also popular. The top detaches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424805381563821250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0jHwK-9LMI/AAAAAAAABs0/--kgVKzdq2U/s400/Duchess+of+Kent+38.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Duke &amp;amp; Duchess of Kent on a ski holiday in 1938. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424159905782896306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z8siUbFrI/AAAAAAAABq0/9Hk1DVl_C2M/s400/B+ALtman+1940+Feb+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Where '30s ski wear was heading: fashionable outfit from B. Altman, from &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;, February 1, 1940.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skin Care:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424802806007370402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0jFaQSckqI/AAAAAAAABss/O6cFEsdi-J4/s400/ski-3-1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It had long been noted by beauty experts that winter weather could be damaging to one's skin. The Colgate ad above dates to 1920. Below: Elizabeth Arden offered her new Ski-Sports Gelleé, 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424159629347560338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z8cchGm5I/AAAAAAAABqk/FslatAA4Veo/s400/BH1431-lrg39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424159541979501042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z8XXC70fI/AAAAAAAABqc/_TdlyfG_vZw/s400/!BbjN59!CGk~%24(KGrHqIH-EIEquLURo(rBKwjf33tg!~~_37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Du Barry’s powder base (cream) to protect against chapping in the winter cold. 1940. Both ads, above, are from the fabulous &lt;a href="http://library.duke.edu/digitalcollections/adaccess/"&gt;advertising collection of Duke University&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ski/Snow Clothes in the Movies&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424807813977577458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0jJ9wbll_I/AAAAAAAABs8/N_qtI44UKZc/s400/1936+moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Henry Fonda and Margaret Sullivan meet on the slopes in the screwball comedy The Moon's Our Home (1936). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424160661596692370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z9Yh8eX5I/AAAAAAAABrU/EmXgCKKJq1E/s400/I+met+him+in+Paris1937.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Claudette Colbert, Robert Young and Melvyn Douglas in the alps of "Switzerland" in She Met Him in Paris (1937), now out on DVD as part of the Claudette Colbert Collection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424801888356150050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0jEk1xWKyI/AAAAAAAABsc/YW1GV2o2qtA/s400/1_midi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Image at the top of this post shows Sonja Henie, the Olympic gold medalists from Norway, (where they know a thing or two about winter sports fashions) with Tyrone Power, her leading man in &lt;em&gt;Thin Ice&lt;/em&gt; (1937) and &lt;em&gt;Second Fiddle&lt;/em&gt; (1939), 1938. The pair had an off-screen romance as well. Though most famous for looking great on the ice (more on her in a future post on skating) she also donned ski togs in a few of her films, including &lt;em&gt;Everything Happens at Night&lt;/em&gt; (1939) and &lt;em&gt;Sun Valley Serenade&lt;/em&gt; (1941). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424801789487851922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0jEfFdTqZI/AAAAAAAABsU/h-3Bu4s0CyU/s400/sun-valley-serenade-(1941)---sonja-henie-and-john-payne-765489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424209664316492210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ap83TTSbI/AAAAAAAABsM/YQ5p9BQYBLI/s400/valley6a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Carole Lombard likewise looks great in her winter-weather outfits for “Lake Placid” in the Hitchcock-directed comedy &lt;em&gt;Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Smith&lt;/em&gt; (1941). This photo is from the lovely &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/carole_and_co/265572.html"&gt;Carole and Co. site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z8wM1qkII/AAAAAAAABq8/gAL0_ggFqlE/s1600-h/Carole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424159968736219266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z8wM1qkII/AAAAAAAABq8/gAL0_ggFqlE/s400/Carole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-3570374712539417050?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3570374712539417050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=3570374712539417050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3570374712539417050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/3570374712539417050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/1930s-ski-snow-fashions-pt-ii.html' title='1930s Ski &amp; Snow Fashions Pt. II'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z92iQpznI/AAAAAAAABr8/B-RrFZja5T4/s72-c/sonja+1938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-6849377532586157081</id><published>2010-01-07T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:47:51.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ski/snow clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>1930s Ski &amp; Snow Fashions Pt. I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zr29IXIRI/AAAAAAAABp8/Kvdy4KTewLc/s1600-h/1930-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424141393081082130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zr29IXIRI/AAAAAAAABp8/Kvdy4KTewLc/s400/1930-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As promised! This is one of the topics that prompted us to start this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134748433811490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zl0L5ACCI/AAAAAAAABnM/t2p-XlHWyBo/s400/19308.jpg" border="0" /&gt; With the increasing popularity of winter sports in the 1930s, and improved highways that made the mountains accessible to anyone with a car, came a demand for attractive, practical snow and skiwear. Of course, French, Austrian and Swiss designers had long been creating fabulous things to make European ladies look good on the slopes of St. Moritz and other fashionable winter playgrounds. With the American ready-made market getting into the act, ski/snow clothes were available for almost any budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424146477737541538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zwe687f6I/AAAAAAAABqM/WyyoukMUe-s/s400/wl20071928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the 1920s a casual winter sports might consist of puttees (as seen in the 1928 ad, above) or knickers, worn with long wool socks, and a sweater or a long jacket with a belted waist, the bottom of the coat flaring a bit like a peplum. A colorful scarf, gloves, and close-fitting hat or beret completed the outfit. Skirts would also be worn, with warm wool or lisle stockings, as seen in the Great Northwest ad from 1930, above. This style remained popular into the early 30s. As the decade progressed, ensembles with longer pants that hit just above the ankle, and a matching short, belted jacket of either the same - or better yet, attractively contrasting - color, were favored. These pants typically had gathered cuffs, and could be adjusted to fit higher up on the leg if desired, as for knickers. They would be worn with gaiters or thick socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424133912762580402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZlDixc_bI/AAAAAAAABmE/5ZCBph2gs5o/s400/!BVBBtrwBmk~%24(KGrHgoOKjkEjlLm,8SUBKQ(Lh4~~_1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134692996464322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zlw9XtPsI/AAAAAAAABnE/z1qS_mlT5Ng/s400/5588-car1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: ski holiday, 1926. Below: a colorful 1920s-early 30s skier girl decorates this powder compact in our collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424133961317286354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZlGXpzAdI/AAAAAAAABmM/vZkpDwtR4SY/s400/!BhZHK(Q!mk~%24(KGrHqMH-DMEsKf0oKgbBLI9lGinBQ~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424139710448106002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZqVA1ZehI/AAAAAAAABos/JZhk9rLkc8M/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Above: "Snow Sets the Style" in &lt;em&gt;Women's Home Companion&lt;/em&gt;, January 1930. Left: Norwegian ski suit in dark wool gabardine. Pull-over jacket lined with angora felt. Long trousers slip into wool socks and heavy elkskin shoes. Scarf sweater and beret by Chanel. Center: new lumber-jacket theme makes a smart costume for snowshoeing. Dark ostrich tweed, lined with chamois to match the blouse. The angora beret is in the suit’s waffle weave. Right: Engadine, a sturdy snow-proof material makes this tobogganing costume. High-belted jacket and practical knickers. Practical too are the high-laced shoes, while the knitted cap, scarf, and gloves fairly sparkle with color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134047148820722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZlLXZoSPI/AAAAAAAABmU/PidWSMShkhI/s400/1930-ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The dark-bottoms/red top combination was often used - very smart. Cigarette ad, 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424140015599059298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZqmxnDgWI/AAAAAAAABo8/HUzMP-hjhiA/s400/Judith+Wood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1931: "You girls who like to go North instead of South for your winter vacation will be interested in Judith Wood’s new brown and tan wool outfit. Judith chose her gloves, socks, and beret in a matching shade of tan. And note that she has tilted that beret at exactly the right angle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134223406141122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZlVoApjsI/AAAAAAAABmc/Wg0wmBS7jPk/s400/1931+Loretta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1931: "If you’re fashion-wise you will have at least one stripe-slashed costume this winter. Stripes are definitely with us. Loretta Young’s winter sports suit of blue and white has dark blue trousers with a wide light blue stripe, and her scarf is striped, too." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424140492907365746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZrCjuORXI/AAAAAAAABpc/RVshSCY1_FE/s400/Scarf+1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1933: The St. Moritz name had a certain cachet. You could also get a matching bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424139826998425346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZqbzBKNwI/AAAAAAAABo0/M_sbeac4UIY/s400/Jan+1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Above and below: striking color combinations for 1934&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zq6fd1yUI/AAAAAAAABpU/z1Z7B1YVNdE/s1600-h/LHJ+Feb+1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424140354325956930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zq6fd1yUI/AAAAAAAABpU/z1Z7B1YVNdE/s400/LHJ+Feb+1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZqxWp2thI/AAAAAAAABpM/GNvtWwaAMCc/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424140197341607442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZqxWp2thI/AAAAAAAABpM/GNvtWwaAMCc/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slalom ski wear ad, 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424140765546824530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZrSbYiQ1I/AAAAAAAABpk/IKVDJx8887E/s400/Vogue+1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1936 ad for Ski-O-Twill “St. Moritz” snow suit designed by Maurice Och featuring the amazing new stretchy fabric, Lastex. Note the cap and ski lunch pack with shoulder strap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134423646548146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZlhR9rsLI/AAAAAAAABmk/DoU4N4HcegE/s400/1936+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;1936. Bradley ski suit of knit sheepskin and “Shedweather.” She also has a visor cap and her lunch kit, a “Tyrolean pouch,” attaches at the waist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424146423033350082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZwbvKbx8I/AAAAAAAABqE/_z-mgjRF-40/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another popular maker: White Mt. label skiwear by Wamsutta, 1936, designed by “Lanz of Austria and other internationally famous authorities.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424152269316089970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Z1wCQ26HI/AAAAAAAABqU/tKfAvp1Bz_Q/s400/317489271_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134888936823042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zl8XTh2QI/AAAAAAAABnc/DAVnCKnzeWc/s400/317489522_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A mid-1930s plaid wool ski jacket from our collection. It's flannel lined, and guaranteed against moths for 5 years - uh oh! It has a self-belt as well as an adjustable belted back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZmHn9RaoI/AAAAAAAABns/vXCO89PlmAI/s1600-h/IMG_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424135082385435266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZmHn9RaoI/AAAAAAAABns/vXCO89PlmAI/s400/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mid-30s wool knickers, above inside out to show the flannel lining, and below, detail of the gathered cuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZmBhJwzKI/AAAAAAAABnk/5cxP_nMtFDA/s1600-h/333479809_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424134977479560354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0ZmBhJwzKI/AAAAAAAABnk/5cxP_nMtFDA/s400/333479809_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-6849377532586157081?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6849377532586157081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=6849377532586157081' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6849377532586157081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/6849377532586157081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/1930s-ski-snow-fashions-pt-i.html' title='1930s Ski &amp; Snow Fashions Pt. I'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/S0Zr29IXIRI/AAAAAAAABp8/Kvdy4KTewLc/s72-c/1930-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-2331935358154681221</id><published>2010-01-02T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:12:37.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handbags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>What's in Your 1930s Handbag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-xnZZo2NI/AAAAAAAABlM/qTkCJATvO4E/s1600-h/1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422247766768802002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-xnZZo2NI/AAAAAAAABlM/qTkCJATvO4E/s400/1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the &lt;em&gt;extra&lt;/em&gt; fun things about collecting vintage handbags is that they often contain some trace of their former owners – a mirror, a comb, a ticket stub, maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;McCall’s&lt;/em&gt; “Style &amp;amp; Beauty” illustration by Leonard, top, depicts what might be the typical contents of a lady’s bag in 1933:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A powder compact with puff&lt;br /&gt;Keys&lt;br /&gt;Mirror&lt;br /&gt;Engagement book&lt;br /&gt;Notepad and pen&lt;br /&gt;Rouge compact&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick&lt;br /&gt;Perfume vial&lt;br /&gt;Scarf or hankie (monogrammed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s about all there’s room for. We were inspired by Mr. Leonard's creativity to make up our own vignette, using a Girl About Town’s purse, a typical 1930s envelope style pochette of alligator – it has the strap on the back that dates it as definitely 30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422250830474979010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-0ZumHJsI/AAAAAAAABlc/N_vBnZqRP8o/s400/PICT4116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;‘30s rayon scarf depicting champagne glasses and orchids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage Coty Air Spun compact c. 1935&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangee rouge sample tin, c. 1932&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deco Mints tin – available from &lt;a href="http://www.olddurhamroad.com/product/2323/Pantry"&gt;Old Durham Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422246825439916754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-wwmrV8tI/AAAAAAAABkc/zrIvvmlcNGY/s400/2323_2171_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Besame &lt;a href="http://www.besamecosmetics.com/products.cfm/Classic-Enchanting-Lipsticks/pID-6"&gt;Classic Enchanting Lipstick&lt;/a&gt; (Comes with a velvet pouch, so it doesn't get scratched in your purse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422247704617099010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-xjx3hHwI/AAAAAAAABlE/ZYxnx2TFum4/s400/lipstickdetail1.png" border="0" /&gt;1 ml sample vial of the original &lt;em&gt;Arpege&lt;/em&gt; scent (1927), from &lt;a href="http://theperfumedcourt.com/Products/Lanvin-Vintage-Arpege-Extrait__LANVINARPEGE.aspx"&gt;The Perfumed Court&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deco card case &amp;amp; pen set by &lt;a href="http://www.retro51.com/"&gt;Retro 51&lt;/a&gt;– may be sold out but still findable on eBay, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422249980910314466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-zoRuHI-I/AAAAAAAABlU/NHEi9wNUdjY/s400/90101019-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Vintage hankie from the 1939 New York World’s Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422247427286653410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-xTouyWeI/AAAAAAAABk8/i-gWc48sLfw/s400/!Bg,7iWgCGk~%24(KGrHqQOKiYErzLE)F%2B!BLFQfYHMgQ~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We’ve been enabled and indulged in the ‘30s handbag obsession lately. One Girl About Town received a beautiful vintage Whiting &amp;amp; Davis silver mesh evening bag (in its original Deco box) as a Christmas gift, as well as a black with gold embroidered bag with green Bakelite-ish ball closure that still had some calling cards from the original owner, a Mrs. William Alexander Speer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422247016893484834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-w7v5bjyI/AAAAAAAABks/CzGiROoaJEg/s400/Q588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422246954807896498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-w4InEqbI/AAAAAAAABkk/aNsKXNZCvYk/s400/!Bfv9r4Q!Wk~%24(KGrHqEH-EEErfLL62)OBLCebER0Kg~~_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-2331935358154681221?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2331935358154681221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=2331935358154681221' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2331935358154681221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2331935358154681221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-in-your-1930s-handbag.html' title='What&apos;s in Your 1930s Handbag?'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz-xnZZo2NI/AAAAAAAABlM/qTkCJATvO4E/s72-c/1933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-7128332053777107797</id><published>2009-12-31T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:01:37.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve gowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0SaRpL_0I/AAAAAAAABjk/EINk5HE89Qc/s1600-h/deanna+durbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509769045999426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0SaRpL_0I/AAAAAAAABjk/EINk5HE89Qc/s400/deanna+durbin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Movie Stars to Wear Brilliant Holiday Gowns&lt;br /&gt;by Patricia Killoran, Hollywood, CA&lt;br /&gt;December 28, 1934&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the woman who doesn’t look forward to the holidays as a time for wearing that swank new gown, chosen carefully to fit into the sartorial scheme of Christmas and New Year festivities. Hollywood’s most scintillating cinema figures are no exception and the gowns which they’re wearing on their round of holiday parties are evidence of that universally feminine penchant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509830813084114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0Sd3vm6dI/AAAAAAAABjs/_c4hC0ItO2s/s400/Dietrich,%2520Marlene.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Even Marlene Dietrich, busy in her newest starring picture, took time out to have designed a stunning dress of black crepe, extremely slender in silhouette with a slim little tunic ending just below the knees. The shoulders are bare but lavish bands of silver for come from under the arms and border along tight sleeves. With this gown she wears her new diamond and emerald bracelet and another of diamonds and rubies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEAN IN WHITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jean Harlow will wear her new white chiffon to a New Year’s party. It’s ethereally lovely with its accordion pleated skirt and its draped top. With it, carrying out her preference for all-white, she’ll wear a white ermine wrap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421510661202759458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0TONL7zyI/AAAAAAAABj8/-WYtYTzyBFg/s400/jean_harlow_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Carole Lombard’s new “Irene Castle gown” adds a breath-taking style note at holiday parties. Of grey chiffon with full skirt over a gray satin slip, it’s widely bordered in platinum grey fox to give a very bouffant effect. The décolletage is low in front and back and the evening cape is of grey Roma literally covered in vertical bands of the grey fox. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509628746592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0SSG_M8oI/AAAAAAAABjc/9MLe1AVYaMc/s400/Carole_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dolores Del Rio and her husband Cedric Gibbons…New Year’s Eve will go to a private party and Miss Del Rio will wear a Grecian gown in white crepe Romaine with silver embroidery on hemline and shoulders. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509903717126338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0SiHVSUMI/AAAAAAAABj0/hHYs_z6Qt5I/s400/Dolores_Del_Rio_032732.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GOLD ENSEMBLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josephine Hutchinson, Margaret Lindsay and Bette Davis are all attending private New Year’s parties. Miss Hutchinson will wear a gold cloth ensemble, full skirted with a tailored peplum jacket and topaz jewelry; Miss Lindsay, black velvet with a jade necklace and bracelets, and Bette a heavy white crinkle crepe with brilliant ruby clips and earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421509534549727730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0SMoE62fI/AAAAAAAABjU/ffWxJX9IKQY/s400/168553~Bette-Davis-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We have lots of fun new posts planned for 2010 – including a big one on snow &amp;amp; ski fashions coming up shortly! Thanks for blogging with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-7128332053777107797?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7128332053777107797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=7128332053777107797' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7128332053777107797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7128332053777107797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sz0SaRpL_0I/AAAAAAAABjk/EINk5HE89Qc/s72-c/deanna+durbin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-4826647859967576634</id><published>2009-12-27T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:01:58.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John-Frederics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>The Lucky Strike Girl's Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzekuARMntI/AAAAAAAABhM/IkEzPKUGwok/s1600-h/1934+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419981786816749266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzekuARMntI/AAAAAAAABhM/IkEzPKUGwok/s400/1934+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Designed by John-Frederics of New York, 1936 and widely copied. The men behind John-Frederics were John Piocelle and Frederic Hirst, two of America's top milliners throughout the 1930s and 1940s. The firm also worked with Hollywood studios to design hats for the movies, most notably Scarlett’s hats for &lt;em&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/em&gt; (1939). The two went their separate ways in 1948 – Mr. Piocelle designing under the labels Mr John and John Juniors, while Mr. Hirst became known as Mr. Fred.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzekguXMhdI/AAAAAAAABhE/ngcLMgT0Gyw/s1600-h/1936+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419981558671771090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzekguXMhdI/AAAAAAAABhE/ngcLMgT0Gyw/s400/1936+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-4826647859967576634?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4826647859967576634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=4826647859967576634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4826647859967576634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4826647859967576634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/lucky-strike-girls-hat.html' title='The Lucky Strike Girl&apos;s Hat'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzekuARMntI/AAAAAAAABhM/IkEzPKUGwok/s72-c/1934+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-8481802054444219318</id><published>2009-12-24T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:52:35.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry '30s Christmas to All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzPpFlL1oWI/AAAAAAAABf8/zrs9JaPeixw/s1600-h/decoxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418931058747220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzPpFlL1oWI/AAAAAAAABf8/zrs9JaPeixw/s400/decoxmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-8481802054444219318?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8481802054444219318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=8481802054444219318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8481802054444219318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8481802054444219318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-30s-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry &apos;30s Christmas to All!'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SzPpFlL1oWI/AAAAAAAABf8/zrs9JaPeixw/s72-c/decoxmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-720318355255491223</id><published>2009-12-18T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:51:40.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Christmas Glamour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvPSaZoR-I/AAAAAAAABf0/ZCKfnzl6zt4/s1600-h/1938+Harper"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416650892074567650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvPSaZoR-I/AAAAAAAABf0/ZCKfnzl6zt4/s400/1938+Harper%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Christmas Eve Coat" in a wine shade of red, Harper's Bazaar, December 1938.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvO--xa-pI/AAAAAAAABfs/gmWUXWX1yJk/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416650558240651922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvO--xa-pI/AAAAAAAABfs/gmWUXWX1yJk/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Surround yourself in glamour. &lt;em&gt;Ladies Home Journal&lt;/em&gt;, December 1933. The wine dress with tiny muff and puffed shoulders reminds us of the dress Rhett makes Scarlett wear to Ashley's birthday party in Gone With the Wind (1939). Also a black and white dress with "cold shoulder" sleeves, and a red dress with peaked shoulders and low-V back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvOLyu-19I/AAAAAAAABfU/9M3bDNmUj-M/s1600-h/decoxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416650280283636818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvOuzTThFI/AAAAAAAABfk/aZPCjsmGktE/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"No night falls without the flare of lamé streaking through its hours," wrote &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;, November 15, 1936. Dinner dresses above, left, of "tawny gold lamé, ends its pleated skirt just at the ankles. The wide-belted blouse bares your jeweled arms, and more lamé is twisted into a golden aureole (Henri Bendel). On the second siren, a jacket like those worn by the young blades of Dalmatia. It's of velvet, thick with gold braid, short as a bolero. In place of their velvet trousers, a slim black broadcloth evening dress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvN2vk-fiI/AAAAAAAABfM/nIpjU_aal-g/s1600-h/1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416649317211340322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvN2vk-fiI/AAAAAAAABfM/nIpjU_aal-g/s400/1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coats of 1936: Black worn over green and black worn over red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvNgbJy7aI/AAAAAAAABfE/HvwR4N59Y70/s1600-h/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416648933771505058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvNgbJy7aI/AAAAAAAABfE/HvwR4N59Y70/s400/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Black and red with gold gowns. 1940.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416644257415164306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvJQOXj8ZI/AAAAAAAABeU/4hfsDTQnL_8/s400/1935+dresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Evening dresses, 1935. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416645260740007730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvKKoC2FzI/AAAAAAAABec/yxrA_7fJ_9c/s400/Dache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Black, red, and green. Lilly Daché, 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvM1uYXjZI/AAAAAAAABe8/0rK3KGUtQqw/s1600-h/Vogue+91-1-39+Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416648200198524306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvM1uYXjZI/AAAAAAAABe8/0rK3KGUtQqw/s400/Vogue+91-1-39+Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the top in green, with red, black and white accents. Cover of Vogue, September 1, 1939.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416645941103939858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvKyOmP0RI/AAAAAAAABes/-vL_eMypJ-c/s400/Vogue+12-1-39+green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some gala green ideas from Vogue, December 1, 1939. Green and purple was a very popular combination. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvLDhje2nI/AAAAAAAABe0/2czn-WK3cUg/s1600-h/Vogue+12-1-39+green+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416646238250392178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvLDhje2nI/AAAAAAAABe0/2czn-WK3cUg/s400/Vogue+12-1-39+green+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvKagkpWJI/AAAAAAAABek/GeM34PtDc2o/s1600-h/Hattie+Carnegie+purple+green+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416645533612202130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvKagkpWJI/AAAAAAAABek/GeM34PtDc2o/s400/Hattie+Carnegie+purple+green+blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More green and purple, with blue. This is by Hattie Carnegie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416650066756621906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvOiX2f1lI/AAAAAAAABfc/abHJshRTcyU/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Upper left: lamé dinner jacket and velvet skirt in wine. ("See where the skirt stops!"). Upper right: triangular hat in red and black, strings of pearls worn with a coral necklace. Center: Agnés’s suede beret collapsed over ear. “World’s shortest jacket” in Persian lamb. Lower right: Worth's lamé bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-720318355255491223?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/720318355255491223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=720318355255491223' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/720318355255491223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/720318355255491223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-christmas-glamour.html' title='Last Minute Christmas Glamour'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SyvPSaZoR-I/AAAAAAAABf0/ZCKfnzl6zt4/s72-c/1938+Harper%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-5361413043609235670</id><published>2009-12-04T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:02:16.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nora Charles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myrna Loy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping - 1930s</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411529863685596466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmdvVBl5TI/AAAAAAAABb8/phsCOyBdwxE/s400/1931+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't usually look this way, but I've been&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping - Myrna Loy as Nora Charles, &lt;em&gt;The Thin Man&lt;/em&gt; (1934)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412200058441381346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sxv_RzC_NeI/AAAAAAAABcM/HyU93Viy-ms/s400/4158824970_033821440f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Above: Nora's Christmas shopping outfit, from the Baroness Von Vintage's blog, &lt;a href="http://lettersfromhomefront.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tea with the Vintage Baroness&lt;/a&gt; (see her own Nora-inspired outfit too!). For a map of literary Nora's shopping trip, see the &lt;a href="http://www.walkingoffthebigapple.com/2009/11/thin-man-walk-new-york-holiday_25.html"&gt;Walking off the Big Apple &lt;/a&gt;blog. Top: Ruth Hall, 1931 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmdKz8QLaI/AAAAAAAABb0/5Wt5P1kZMVk/s1600-h/Vogue+12-1-39+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411529236329541026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmdKz8QLaI/AAAAAAAABb0/5Wt5P1kZMVk/s400/Vogue+12-1-39+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gloves for "her", December 1939.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1939. President Franklin D. Roosevelt, at the plea of the National Retail Dry Goods Association, proclaimed November 23rd, the &lt;em&gt;next &lt;/em&gt;to last Thursday in November to be Thanksgiving Day, in order to extend the Christmas holiday shopping season by one week. The merchants had made this request previously, in 1933, but it didn’t go over. To look through Vogue’s Christmas Gifts Issue in either of those years, you would never know there was any such thing as a Depression.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sxmc51h_DJI/AAAAAAAABbs/kCUAbF1jils/s1600-h/V+12-1-39+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411528944698461330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sxmc51h_DJI/AAAAAAAABbs/kCUAbF1jils/s400/V+12-1-39+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Slippers – can’t go wrong with these. 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmckZ4Ew7I/AAAAAAAABbk/OFrl02nNCKc/s1600-h/V+12-1-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411528576497664946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmckZ4Ew7I/AAAAAAAABbk/OFrl02nNCKc/s400/V+12-1-33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Luxurious lingerie from Best &amp;amp; Co., 1933.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmcN_7lvsI/AAAAAAAABbU/k3e2JfqlwZQ/s1600-h/1933+Vogue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411528191575965378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmcN_7lvsI/AAAAAAAABbU/k3e2JfqlwZQ/s400/1933+Vogue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Depression? What Depression? Tiffany jewels, one of &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;’s Christmas gift ideas, December 1, 1933.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmcAAyEsrI/AAAAAAAABbM/aage2bTW_9c/s1600-h/1933+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411527951286317746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmcAAyEsrI/AAAAAAAABbM/aage2bTW_9c/s400/1933+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Mark Cross fine leather goods and travel cases, 1933.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411530093611694770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sxmd8tkPurI/AAAAAAAABcE/190O7BJ_-l0/s400/V+12-1-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Furs – the glamorous gift. December 1, 1939 &lt;em&gt;Vogue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411528294253150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmcT-bvQoI/AAAAAAAABbc/ATmlNME1eaA/s400/1938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbvkBJ1nI/AAAAAAAABbE/2O599AJqLTk/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411527668687033970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbvkBJ1nI/AAAAAAAABbE/2O599AJqLTk/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;More gift ideas from Sak’s 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbjDydy-I/AAAAAAAABa8/h9DNTusyCJA/s1600-h/12-1939+v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411527453877062626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbjDydy-I/AAAAAAAABa8/h9DNTusyCJA/s400/12-1939+v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of the big beauty houses offered gorgeous sets at Christmas time: Helena Rubenstein, Elizabeth Arden, and Cutex, 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411527285968798610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbZSSBA5I/AAAAAAAABa0/qhKkgsmH4nk/s400/HB+12-38+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbKD8MdhI/AAAAAAAABas/w0zCBKDsdBk/s1600-h/12-38+HB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411527024421139986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmbKD8MdhI/AAAAAAAABas/w0zCBKDsdBk/s400/12-38+HB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sxma8Y-vblI/AAAAAAAABak/I2Dkf_yMbrk/s1600-h/V+1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411526789550796370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sxma8Y-vblI/AAAAAAAABak/I2Dkf_yMbrk/s400/V+1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfume then as now a popular gift. Chanel ad, 1938. Caron, 1933&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmauwarwJI/AAAAAAAABac/fvA8176MNvk/s1600-h/HB+12-38+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411526555323842706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmauwarwJI/AAAAAAAABac/fvA8176MNvk/s400/HB+12-38+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmaaM15A_I/AAAAAAAABaU/fd7zXvRZN5k/s1600-h/Vogue+12-1-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411526202176898034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmaaM15A_I/AAAAAAAABaU/fd7zXvRZN5k/s400/Vogue+12-1-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Stockings, always a welcome gift. December 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gifts for "Him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411525934563425314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmaKn53fCI/AAAAAAAABaM/iMfqRDKNiRM/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gift suggestions from Wilson Brothers in &lt;em&gt;Esquire&lt;/em&gt;, 1935. Polo shirts, wool socks in "bold colors" and the new "Fair Isle" pattern as well as Argylls, mufflers in vivid patterns, silk "lounging pyjamas," with the famous Nobelt waistline, "Wilstay" shirts, hankies in new pastel colors, broken-stripe ties, sports jacket of knitted pure wool in checked pattern, pleated back with belt, socks with embroidered trim, ties featuring "new Foulard type figures," leather rugby gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411525215766123106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmZgyLPEmI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XEVPrjY8-4Y/s400/36+Nov+15+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe your fellow has always wanted a Rolls…Razor? Vogue, 1936. The Man About Town got a similar set up for Christmas last year, and liked it. The people at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.classicshaving.com/Home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;classicshaving.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gave excellent service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmZy3YGFlI/AAAAAAAABaE/MqNFhjkg9_A/s1600-h/Esq+12-35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411525526399882834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmZy3YGFlI/AAAAAAAABaE/MqNFhjkg9_A/s400/Esq+12-35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Electric razors are also classic. This one was advertised in &lt;em&gt;Esquire&lt;/em&gt;, November 1935.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmZrsgCMII/AAAAAAAABZ8/xVqioaV6sLU/s1600-h/1938+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411525403221307522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmZrsgCMII/AAAAAAAABZ8/xVqioaV6sLU/s400/1938+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the well-groomed man, 1938. These were sold in pairs and can often be found new in the box. Some have gorgeous Deco designs on the backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-5361413043609235670?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5361413043609235670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=5361413043609235670' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5361413043609235670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5361413043609235670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-shopping-1930s.html' title='Christmas Shopping - 1930s'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SxmdvVBl5TI/AAAAAAAABb8/phsCOyBdwxE/s72-c/1931+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-5726097013309154221</id><published>2009-11-27T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:53:35.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afternoon wear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall-winter fashions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>1930s Afternoon Wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408806122712799730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_wgvNBGfI/AAAAAAAABYI/nDpQHJlD5Cs/s400/Musee+exhibit+1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A visit to the museum, 1932&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As discussed in the daywear post, all of the fashion advice and etiquette books of the 1930s we’ve read agree that it was perfectly correct for a woman to wear the same street dress or suit throughout the day. As Emily Post states in the 1935 edition of her book, &lt;em&gt;Etiquette&lt;/em&gt;: “you need seldom worry about your appearance because you are not as ‘dressed’ as the others. The time to worry is when you are over-dressed.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408803403317755218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_uCcqtvVI/AAAAAAAABXA/n13YvRdGJVk/s400/1938Vogue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afternoon dresses and costume jewelry from Vogue, 1938&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That being said, there were reasons why ladies who had the means and opportunity to dress for a specific occasion might enjoy doing so. As author Marianne Meade says in &lt;em&gt;Charm &amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Personality&lt;/em&gt; (1938): “there is a good deal of pleasure in dressing especially for the afternoon, if this is convenient, as more latitude for expression is permissible in richer colors and materials, jewelry, and furs.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408806799105759378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_xIG9qmJI/AAAAAAAABYg/yBmMCoiVVAY/s400/Jan+1933+LHJ+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A town dress for fall, 1938&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408802839423987490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_thn_9ryI/AAAAAAAABWw/rQUzL4uXj30/s400/1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cover of Style &amp;amp; Beauty, a McCall's publication, 1935&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408807257357422930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_xiyFYEVI/AAAAAAAABYw/ncpuXMpBIi4/s400/John+Fredricks+hat+gloved+9-1-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Fredricks hat. From Vogue, Sept. 1., 1939&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Materials for afternoon wear might include velvet and satin for suits and dresses, lamé, satin, and lace, etc. for blouses, and suede, silk, velvet, etc. for purses. Dressmaker suits, afternoon dresses, and more dressy suits are correct. A little more trimming is permissible and the skirt is usually a little longer. Shoes may have higher heels and may be of more delicate construction. Hats may be more formal in design, material, and trimming, and if possible, they should blend with the dress, since it is very often necessary to wear them after removing the coat. Coats should be of the formal or semi-formal type. They may be of fur – preferably not raccoon or similar sporty furs – or of cloth, fur trimmed. Gloves should be dressy and may be of white, beige, black or any harmonious color. Jewelry may be worn, but should not be as elaborate as that for evening wear. Perfume may also be used, the only restrictions being those imposed by good taste.” Purses could be dressy, “with elaborate clasps, handles, etc.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408803668513221602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_uR4mPa-I/AAAAAAAABXI/tzbJPbObHTk/s400/1939+vogue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All but the one in the lower left are afternoon bags, Vogue December 1939&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408802087694871778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_s13lxrOI/AAAAAAAABWY/RGsYOSMCRzw/s400/11-28-33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above: at left, a silk afternoon dress, "perfect for a holiday shopping tour and its dressy atmosphere permits you to go places in the evening without changing. The one on the right is a Sunday night dress. Although it is not a 'formal' it is appropriate for taverns, theatres, or informal wear." November 28, 1933.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408801472688769794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_sSEg5SwI/AAAAAAAABWA/sfPmU9gDyBc/s400/12-1932+mccalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above: December 1932, McCall's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408801378422747202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_sMlWH8EI/AAAAAAAABV4/h5XAqDKgTsM/s400/11-9-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above, newspaper illustration Nov. 9, 1939. Stylists predicted the winter would bring a "return to elegance."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;You can see what slobs they were before that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408800425800444626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_rVIjRKtI/AAAAAAAABVQ/AOOIH30xpxw/s400/Vogue+1-1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For those "don't dress" occasions. Vogue, January 1940. "For late afternoons or impromptu evenings, a red silk velvet suit with a day-length skirt. For 5:00 pm dress it up with a gold embroidered cap (larger photo), black jersey blouse, gold colored jewelry. For evening (inset): a befeathered black velvet cap, yards of jet jewelry, and a jet studded blouse."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was once said, only semi-jokingly, that “you could tell the time of day by the length of a woman’s skirt,” but this distinction became blurred in the 1930s, with day-length skirts sometimes favored for afternoon wear, especially toward the later years of the decade. It was more the materials, trim, and accessories that set day wear apart from afternoon wear, as trends in skirt lengths for afternoon changed constantly, as did "in" fabrics and colors. In February 1937, for example, stylists predicted that “after seasons of comparative neglect,” lace would likely replace lamé for cocktail dresses and suits in the spring. In January 1939, reports from Paris had it that lamés were “set aside for the short cocktail or dinner dress, but are not worn for a bridge party, in direct contrast to previous seasons.” There would also be periods where “informal formality or formal informality” ruled, followed inevitably by a “return to formality.” Trying to keep up with it all made our heads swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cocktail Dresses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a cocktail dress?” William Powell asks in &lt;em&gt;The Ex-Mrs. Bradford&lt;/em&gt; (1936). Many women in the audience might have been wondering the same thing. The definition of this garment was a constantly moving target! According to an article in March 1927, “the ‘cocktail gown’ has just been endorsed by Paris… this is for wear in the afternoons before the dinner hour.” A newspaper fashion correspondent wrote on November 27, 1931: “In relation to the rest of the feminine wardrobe, the ‘cocktail dress’ is a first cousin to both the evening gown and the afternoon dress. In some instances, a matching jacket turns and evening dress into a cocktail frock. As described by smart shops, it’s the ‘formal informal’ frock that can stop by for tea – or what have you – and go right through to dinner, the theater, or bridge.” In October 1935, one stylist described the cocktail dress as “a type of dress which we wear downtown to dinner, to dine, and possible dance a round or two, before going to the theatre.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408806866917071186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_xMDlJGVI/AAAAAAAABYo/49GdvqdvHpM/s400/3-1927+cocktail.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone's humorous idea for a "cocktail gown" 1927.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408801040428484418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_r46OAx0I/AAAAAAAABVo/PNovdU8axdg/s400/Vogue+1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From cocktails to dinner. Vogue 1933.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408804671887611090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_vMSdVlNI/AAAAAAAABXo/37ypBbrI9pE/s400/Cocktail+ensemble+2-1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cocktail ensemble from Vogue February 1940. This is where cocktail fashions were headed in 1939's "return to elegance"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What length shall it be?&lt;/strong&gt; According to an October 29, 1935 fashion article, this was “the one great worry of the woman who needs a semi-formal or so called ‘cocktail’ dress.” The answer? “Dresses of this type may be ten or twelve or even more inches from the floor, if one wishes. The shorter dress is just as fashionable and newer. It is more practical too, for wear in all kinds of weather and under all conditions.” Sylvia Weaver, the &lt;em&gt;Los Angeles Times’&lt;/em&gt; talented fashion columnist, asserted in her January 7, 1936 column that the ‘short cocktail or bar dress’ had been introduced in August 1935, and remained “the most definite new style for this current season. You simply must wear a short dress to a cocktail or an informal dinner party unless you’re going to a formal party afterward.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Designing Women: The Art, Technique and Cost of Being Beautiful&lt;/em&gt; by Margaretta Byers (1938) notes a “cocktail costume may be street or ankle length. The street length has become extremely popular and is considerably smarter because an evening wrap would be silly with such informal clothes” (ditto the opposite - a street-length coat with an ankle-length dress). “Here is where the vogue for fur capes is so very apropos. Because fur capes can be used for the street and over ankle-length cocktail frocks, too, if you must wear them. When it gets too cold for a fur cape, you switch to your fur coat.” The book advises a three-quarter length coat “so when it goes out with an ankle-length cocktail costume it won’t broadcast the fact that you wear it in the daytime, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Underneath these wraps, long sleeved jackets of bright colors or aglitter with sequins, pailettes, or lamé, are practically a cocktail convention, probably because the jacket and skirt idea. Essentially a daytime note, interpreted in rich fabrics, make just the right compromise for a sundown costume.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to Wear Where?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia Weaver wrote in early November 1935: “for many months we’ve been trying to solve a satirical problem – if you’re invited to a matinee, tea, a bridge party, or an afternoon cocktail party by some of your feminine friends, how can you find a gown appropriate for that affair and also suitable for meeting your escort for dinner after the party? For a long time, it was necessary for the properly gowned to go home after the symphony, or the bridge-tea and change to a long, dinner, or cocktail gown. This required a lot of time and usually slowed up dinner and the evening by an hour or so. And it was a nuisance when your escort could have met you downtown after the concert instead of going home after you. But our fashion prayers are always answered in due course of time. This season we have a blessing in the formal afternoon dress which is perfect for all kinds of parties before the sun goes down and then it carries through the rest of the evening beautifully as an informal dinner dress. When the Philharmonic Orchestra plays its first Friday afternoon symphony November 15, you’re going to see scores of these short cocktail or formal afternoon dresses – and we might add right here that the long dress for an afternoon party is practically obscured by the fashion sun which is shining so brightly on these short dresses for afternoons and informal evenings.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On November 19, 1936, she waxed enthusiastic about a “smart black crêpe cocktail dress trimmed with metallic gold embroidery which bands the neckline and short sleeves.” It sported a metallic ascot and a close-fitting jacket of “embroidered green and gold Persian design lamé against a background of black.” “Dazzling at a bridge luncheon, smart at the bridge table or informal dinner, this gown will be outstanding at any social function.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408800572500895810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_rdrDYaEI/AAAAAAAABVY/pnrFvPPc1rg/s400/Vogue+9-1-39.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vogue, Sept. 1, 1939&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Formal Luncheons&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Charm &amp;amp; Personality&lt;/em&gt; notes: “a formal luncheon is considered a rather important occasion, therefore you should wear your smartest afternoon dress, a dressy hat which blends well with the dress, a dressy coat and gloves of beige or white kid or suede. The gloves are removed, but the hat is worn throughout the luncheon.” At informal luncheons [where informal daywear may be worn as well], “guest often remove their hats, although it is equally correct to wear them. So be guided by your hostess’ wishes or the conduct of the other guests.” If you have a chance to see &lt;em&gt;The Girl From Tenth Avenue&lt;/em&gt; with Bette Davis (1935), there's a great scene involving a ladies' luncheon party at the Waldorf. In &lt;em&gt;The Women&lt;/em&gt; (1939) Norma Shearer hosts a ladies' lunch at her country home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408806418158463218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_wx70wKPI/AAAAAAAABYQ/hB9A9BoI5qY/s400/mccalls+12-1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above: Ladies who lunch, McCall's December 1932&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408805366843907794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_v0vX1HtI/AAAAAAAABYA/7J5T35ZdlGY/s400/Delin+1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408804849667087890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_vWovRHhI/AAAAAAAABXw/OYtM3J6DJ3Y/s400/Delin+11-34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408805042900569314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_vh4luDOI/AAAAAAAABX4/oS_N6f5pg38/s400/Delin+11-1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top, above: “If you sit in the lobby of any smart luncheon place at high noon, you’ll see these smart women come in. The one who wears a black and wool dress with slits in the streamline skirt and shining satin sash (red, at right) and the one who wears a bright crêpe dress punctuated at the neckline and wrists with black.” Middle: Caped model, “perfect for late afternoon” is cellophane crêpe! Bottom, above: The kerchief neckline model has a natural wood buckle and clip is wool ribbed with cellophane. At right is a number with a cartridge neckline and smooth shoulders in gold threaded crêpe. Hats: Lily Daché. Delineator, November 1934. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408803084805909938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_tv6HkrbI/AAAAAAAABW4/j_JymGVJhXE/s400/1935Delin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Monk's Dresses" for afternoon, Delineator January &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;1935&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teas and Receptions&lt;/strong&gt;. Per &lt;em&gt;Charm &amp;amp; Personality&lt;/em&gt; again, most women would wear their informal daywear or dressmaker suits to informal teas “but for a more formal tea, reception, or bridge party, she might wish to dress more formally. If so, her prettiest afternoon dress, with a dress hat, coat and gloves would be appropriate. On a very formal afternoon occasion, she might wear a simple Sunday night dress [basically, a sleeved dress, often in bright colors, more formal than an afternoon dress but less formal than dinner dress], a rather formal hat, and a dressy coat and gloves. If you partake of refreshments, you must remove your gloves, but you must not remove your hat.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;“The hostess may wear a tea gown if she wishes, or she may wear the same type of clothes as her guests. Incidentally, this is one time when the rules of etiquette permit a hostess to dress more elaborately than her guests – when she wears a beautiful tea or hostess gown. Generally, a woman friend who is to “pour” for her hostess at a formal tea does not wear tailored clothes, and of course she does not wear a hostess gown. Her costume is usually a flattering afternoon dress.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408803921772242834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_ugoD5Z5I/AAAAAAAABXQ/5V2GzDRVf_I/s400/Afternoon+32+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408804243221045186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_uzVjQ38I/AAAAAAAABXY/gzEU679Dosc/s400/Afternoon+32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above: Afternoon dresses, McCall's 1932. We assume the hostess is the one in the floral print, top left, fingering the flowers. The red and white one in the bottom middle reminds us of an early '30s version of the drool-worthy &lt;a href="http://ablegrable.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss-betty-amanda-1939.html"&gt;AbleGrable 'Miss Betty Amanda' Dress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408800832762802498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_rs0mp8UI/AAAAAAAABVg/xEm_byYe_JQ/s400/Tea+vogue+1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above: this looks like an informal tea among close friends who all happen to love rayon. Vogue 1936.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Descriptions of tea party attire&lt;/strong&gt; (gleaned from a newspaper society columns). At an engagement-announcement tea in Reno, Nevada on January 4, 1937 held from 4 to 6pm, the hostess wore a black velvet frock with a collar and jabot of sheer white lace. Her two helpers at the tea table wore a maroon velvet gown and a frock of black net trimmed with a crimson flower, respectively. Other attendees wore: a red cocktail frock worn with a snug jacket; a dinner gown of pale green with a lace bodice; a black velvet dress made with deep V décolletage and puffed short sleeves; a black crepe frock with a black and white flowered jacket; and a smart black cocktail dress with a short jacket and a gardenia corsage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a very formal public tea honoring the first lady of New Mexico that took place January 1, 1936 from 3 to 6 pm, the guest of honor wore a “gown of petal pink lace, made floor length, with slippers of dull gold and matching antique gold earrings and a spray of white gardenias.” Her helpers for the first hour wore 1) a floor length afternoon dress, shirtwaist style, of black sheer chiffon with long full sleeves caught at the wrist and a picture hat of black velvet and lace; and 2) an afternoon dress of black metal crepe with a touch of green at the collar and a gold metal turban with black velvet trim. For the 4-5 hour, the helpers wore 1) a formal afternoon dress of plum crepe and a black turban with gold sequin trim; and 2) a brown afternoon dress with white trim and a matching brown turban. The helpers from 5-6pm wore 1) a gown of black satin with white quilted satin collar and cuffs; and 2) a floral print afternoon dress of blue black and red and a silver hat with a veil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cocktail Parties&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one type of event where daywear and formal evening garb might rub elbows without anyone being considered underdressed or overdressed. As &lt;em&gt;Charm &amp;amp; Personality&lt;/em&gt; puts it, “if guests come directly from the office, they will probably be wearing informal day clothes or dressmaker suits with ‘dress up’ touches. Those who are going out for dinner afterward may be wearing formal and semi-formal evening clothes. Others, who have come from afternoon parties, may be wearing formal afternoon clothes. This variety of costume is perfectly correct, and no one need feel conspicuous…” As quoted in the daywear post, &lt;em&gt;Designing Women&lt;/em&gt; concurs that morning daywear can be worn even through the cocktail hour, “unless it’s a real party.” It goes on to say that in town, “the first and often the only change in a busy woman’s day comes at cocktail time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridge Parties:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Any of the afternoon attire described above would be appropriate. Chic ladies often chose frocks with interest centered above the waist (the part of the garment that would be seen seated at the table): in necklines, shoulders and sleeves, or contrasting colors top and bottom. &lt;em&gt;Designing Women&lt;/em&gt; advises caution in the use of contrast, though – more on this in a future post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408806594215709890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_w8LsEjMI/AAAAAAAABYY/NuzKsI9fzGQ/s400/Luncheon-Bridge+frocks+11-1931+LHJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above: Dresses for a bridge-luncheon, Ladies Home Journal, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;November 1931 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_tCNovO6I/AAAAAAAABWg/cSPCjriZGP8/s1600/1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408802299771304866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_tCNovO6I/AAAAAAAABWg/cSPCjriZGP8/s400/1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; “Fashion Takes Her Tricks Above the Table,” Ladies Home Journal, January 1933.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408801961987530866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_sujSz4HI/AAAAAAAABWQ/xbhPRfMJAc0/s400/1932+McCalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bridge Luncheon, McCalls 1932&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-5726097013309154221?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5726097013309154221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=5726097013309154221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5726097013309154221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5726097013309154221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/1930s-afternoon-wear.html' title='1930s Afternoon Wear'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sw_wgvNBGfI/AAAAAAAABYI/nDpQHJlD5Cs/s72-c/Musee+exhibit+1932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-252128638666594061</id><published>2009-11-24T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:14:20.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swy4OAFeWuI/AAAAAAAABVA/Ts-UPqq67zg/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407899803245763298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swy4OAFeWuI/AAAAAAAABVA/Ts-UPqq67zg/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forget Target - come Black Friday, we'll be at Newmans, bright and early, to see if they still have any of these 1931 coats in "the back." Are you with us, girls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Or how about this one? All we can say is: by &lt;em&gt;gad&lt;/em&gt;, that woman is stout! That is, if stout used to mean streamlined, hipless beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407899885743961746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swy4Szak9pI/AAAAAAAABVI/aKaOML9O0ik/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meanwhile, we're trying to get well, and have a big afternoonwear post almost ready to go. Happy Thanksgiving, all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-252128638666594061?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/252128638666594061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=252128638666594061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/252128638666594061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/252128638666594061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swy4OAFeWuI/AAAAAAAABVA/Ts-UPqq67zg/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-7509036384260643739</id><published>2009-11-22T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:57:48.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406991450616991874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swl-E62ZkII/AAAAAAAABUY/YWKp4PyNzFc/s400/Kreativ_Blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks are long overdue for the Kreativ Blog Award that The Painted Woman received from Matthew Coniam of the always terrific &lt;a href="http://www.movietone-news.com/"&gt;Movietone News&lt;/a&gt;! It is much appreciated, especially coming from a vintage movie site like his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In accepting this award, one must list seven other blogs to receive the award, and 'seven things you don't know about me'. That last part should be easy, but picking just seven fabulous &amp;amp; creative blogs was hard. We finally chose (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://hollywooddreamland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hollywood Dreamland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.diamonddame.com/"&gt;Diamond Dame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://alex-is-awake.blogspot.com/"&gt;Born Too Late&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://operator_99.blogspot.com/"&gt;Allure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://art-deco-dame.blogspot.com/"&gt;Living on Velvet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.classicmaiden.com/"&gt;The Classic Maiden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://byjingobygee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Oh By Jingo! Oh By Gee!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seven things you didn't know about ... a 1930s Girl About Town:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm afraid to walk past an uncovered window at night because of the movie &lt;em&gt;Burnt Offerings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My nickname in Jr. High School was 'Fred' (as in Astaire) after an infamous talent show performance of Top Hat.&lt;br /&gt;3. When &lt;em&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/em&gt; was broadcast on TV for the first time in the late 70s, (before most homes had VCRs), I recorded the audio on a little tape recorder.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a historian and am teaching a graduate course in how to do historical research.&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate to fly and travel by train whenever possible instead.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm a native of Los Angeles and love L.A. and Hollywood history of the 20s-30s.&lt;br /&gt;7. I've never seen an episode of Star Trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406991518313813890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swl-I3ClF4I/AAAAAAAABUg/eck3PjvdDWI/s400/marilyn-monroe_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then, we were thrilled and honored to receive a Vintage Style Award from &lt;a href="http://lilylemontree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lily Lemontree&lt;/a&gt;! That is really nice, and when we started this blog, we weren't sure there was any interest in 1930s style, and wondered at times if we should even go on posting to the blog. So, thank you Lily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules of this award are that we must: link who gave you the award; Give the award to 7 blogs you love; and Let the people you have awarded know. After much discussion, we give the Vintage Style Award to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://jitterbugdoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Call of the Jitterbug Doll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://lettersfromhomefront.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Frivolous Flapper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://adventuresofgingeyginge.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Adventures of Gingeyginge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://ablegrable.blogspot.com/"&gt;Able Grable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://inkyknits.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shrinky Inky's Fine Adventures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://glamourdaze.blogspot.com/"&gt;Glamour Daze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://fuzzylizzie.bravejournal.com/"&gt;The Vintage Traveler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-7509036384260643739?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7509036384260643739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=7509036384260643739' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7509036384260643739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7509036384260643739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-awards.html' title='Blog Awards'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swl-E62ZkII/AAAAAAAABUY/YWKp4PyNzFc/s72-c/Kreativ_Blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-8251593479816447558</id><published>2009-11-20T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:14:39.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daywear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Informal Daywear: Clothes for Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406328114570655010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swcixrgw9SI/AAAAAAAABSI/eMJJ9zZvA_U/s400/1932+suits+McCalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;During the day at home, ladies could be as informal as they wished – they had their pick of comfy lounging pajamas or morning dresses (often wrap style), skirts and sweaters, housedresses, slacks and blouse or sweater, etc., depending on what they had going on. But choosing day wear for street wear was another matter. There were several factors to consider, including location (country vs. town), season, and activity (shopping, school, office, etc.). Above: daywear outfits, &lt;em&gt;McCall's,&lt;/em&gt; 1932. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406328713903187234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwcjUkMxpSI/AAAAAAAABSY/saVqbb3vfz0/s400/Fall+frocks+1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fall frocks for day, 1934&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Designing Women: The Art, Technique and Cost of Being Beautiful&lt;/em&gt; by Margaretta Byers (1938) notes that the afternoon dress is “a vanishing American custom….You can wear a suit or tailored dress nowadays from breakfast to cocktails, and through cocktails too, unless it’s a real party. Of course, if you have an important lunch date, you will wear your nicest blouse with your suit and furs instead of a scarf. And you’ll wear your pet hat. But that’s as far as you need go.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406331874927848114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwcmMj7yKrI/AAAAAAAABTQ/XDqjdDluoLw/s400/1930s_dress_patterns3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charm and Personality&lt;/em&gt; by Marianne Meade published the same year, echoes this. “Informal day clothes are suitable for all the usual daytime occasions – street, shopping, school or office.” A well-chosen morning costume could “be made to serve for even the most formal afternoon occasions” including a formal tea or reception, a formal wedding, or a cocktail party. On such occasions, the author notes, “you may wish to dress up your morning costume with a more formal blouse or accessories, or perhaps a fur neckpiece, but these additions are not actually necessary.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406329488190109074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwckBopKdZI/AAAAAAAABSo/le4-s7DszeI/s400/Jan+1935+Delin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Suits, Delineator January 1935. Left: tweed suit with double-breasted jacket. Middle: Tunic dress. Right: Coat without fur. When you want to look more formal, add a fur cape or scarf. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charm and Personality&lt;/em&gt; goes on to say: "In this group are tailored suits or dresses, very simple afternoon dresses, and semi-sport dresses of the spectator type. With these you should wear hats simple in design and sparingly trimmed. Coats may be of the sport or semi-dress type; of fur, cloth, or a combination of the two. With the afternoon dress and semi-dress coat you may wear plain dark pumps with medium high heels. With tailored clothes, low heeled oxfords or sturdy pumps with medium high heels are appropriate. Gloves should be plain and either tailored or sporty, depending on the rest of the outfit. The purse should be appropriate as to design and fabric. Avoid dressy purses of silk, velvet, or suede with elaborate clasps, handles, etc., except for afternoon wear. Little jewelry should be worn and that must be simple and of a sporty rather than dressy type. Perfume for morning wear should not be heavy." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406343347076103874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwcwoVBEfsI/AAAAAAAABTg/_HkIaD88Tx8/s400/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good daywear accessories. Vogue 1938.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"The entire ensemble should be of conservative color and simple design. It should have very little trimming, and the material should not be “dressy.” Must be of the “sporty” varieties, such as soft woolen, serge, tweed (not too rough), knitted fabrics, etc." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406343829147514914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwcxEY32eCI/AAAAAAAABTo/zIkNNZQ5bM8/s400/1936+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some daywear fabrics, Vogue 1936.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Designing Women&lt;/em&gt; also touched on this: “However, you must understand that there are suits and suits. Swagger suits belong in the country and are worn with sweaters and fedora hats. Usually they are rough or monotone tweeds. But we can’t say all tweeds belong in the country. Because there are lovely soft Lintons and lacy tweeds that lend themselves to &lt;em&gt;tailleur&lt;/em&gt; and dressmaker styles and go quite elegantly to formal luncheons.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406332203452437250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwcmfryJkwI/AAAAAAAABTY/xwnFkx12UP8/s400/Simplicity3181swaggersuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Swagger" suit for country, 1941 - characterized by the full back and loose front.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Tailleur &lt;/em&gt;is nothing more than the French word for a tailored suit. And a “dressmaker suit” is simply a softer suit, somewhat more flared or draped, or in some way feminized. While theoretically the dressmaker suit is more formal, in actual practice the two are just about interchangeable. The choice depends largely on the individual. So, while a tailored silk blouse really belongs with a &lt;em&gt;tailleur,&lt;/em&gt; and a softer lingerie blouse with a dressmaker suit, both may take both without raising eyebrows. Also &lt;em&gt;tailleurs&lt;/em&gt; and dressmaker suits both need fur scarves while a swagger suit with a fur scarf is unthinkable. The &lt;em&gt;tailleur&lt;/em&gt; needs a tailored hat of felt or straw, while the dressmaker suit implies a hat softened with wings or flowers or bows.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406331380295818306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwclvxSUXEI/AAAAAAAABTI/7WKQKcpP6_Q/s400/IMG_0006-.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Above: &lt;em&gt;A tailored daytime suit with appropriate accessories, 1936. Below: &lt;em&gt;Two daytime frocks for fall, Ladies Home Journal November 1931. The red one-piece dress is of wool. "Note the interesting two-pointed effect at the elbow." On the right is a street dress of wool crepe by Paquin with wide revers and deep cuffs of silk piqué.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407017470868790194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SwmVvf13G7I/AAAAAAAABU4/AiaxImpIhkk/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;One point that all period etiquette and fashion advice books we’ve read agree on is: better to be &lt;em&gt;under&lt;/em&gt;dressed than &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;dressed. So, what about a vintage event that starts in the morning and goes through the afternoon with no practical opportunity to change? If a gal wants to follow the “correct” dress conventions of the era, she’d dress for morning rather than afternoon, since morning clothes can carry her smartly through the entire day, whereas in afternoon attire she’d be overdressed for the morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406709406248145794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swh9jxsvE4I/AAAAAAAABTw/0VQ1AnpvhTc/s400/street+1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406710618087958146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swh-qUJ3JoI/AAAAAAAABUA/C4oMlKJ1gX8/s400/street+32.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above: Chic streetwear, McCall's March 1932. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Coming up in a future post: Afternoon wear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-8251593479816447558?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8251593479816447558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=8251593479816447558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8251593479816447558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8251593479816447558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/informal-daywear-clothes-for-street.html' title='Informal Daywear: Clothes for Street'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Swcixrgw9SI/AAAAAAAABSI/eMJJ9zZvA_U/s72-c/1932+suits+McCalls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-4262928541935009908</id><published>2009-11-04T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:55:23.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall-winter fashions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloche'/><title type='text'>Fall Fashions</title><content type='html'>Our fall vintage/vintage inspired wardrobe currently consists of one item: this gorgeous Angelina Jolie in Changeling-inspired cloche made by Clara Bows of Folksy in the UK. Lovely attention to detail on the flower, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSf6BCJiI/AAAAAAAABIk/AltJf1pPv8w/s1600-h/angelina_hat_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328873785304610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSf6BCJiI/AAAAAAAABIk/AltJf1pPv8w/s400/angelina_hat_front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSbrjE4_I/AAAAAAAABIc/a8Tt6ZyIflk/s1600-h/Angelina_Cloche_20090517_0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328801182082034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSbrjE4_I/AAAAAAAABIc/a8Tt6ZyIflk/s400/Angelina_Cloche_20090517_0858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329173703127074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSxXTA8CI/AAAAAAAABIs/U-iVmLLxykM/s400/jolieBIg1610_468x459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSMnI4eKI/AAAAAAAABIM/39fBKH-twI0/s1600-h/angelina-jolie-changeling-set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328542300436642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSMnI4eKI/AAAAAAAABIM/39fBKH-twI0/s400/angelina-jolie-changeling-set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hilary Swank wears a similar one in the recent Amelia film:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400333796034114802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHW-a0mdPI/AAAAAAAABI8/6CBdbxg1Buo/s400/25z2jgg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, we can only drool over these pictures of vintage fall outfits we’ll never own. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1927:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400329992353742450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHThBAh_nI/AAAAAAAABI0/PY23rhZntOI/s400/1927.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1931:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHR8LIEMfI/AAAAAAAABIE/bgf7ZGBg03c/s1600-h/1931SimpleW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328259902910962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHR8LIEMfI/AAAAAAAABIE/bgf7ZGBg03c/s400/1931SimpleW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1932:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327852786698946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHRkef_ysI/AAAAAAAABH0/7v9cHC0B6UQ/s400/1932FrocksAK.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1933:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHRq6Byf9I/AAAAAAAABH8/1lHVvp9amkQ/s1600-h/1933ChecksE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327963255406546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHRq6Byf9I/AAAAAAAABH8/1lHVvp9amkQ/s400/1933ChecksE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-4262928541935009908?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4262928541935009908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=4262928541935009908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4262928541935009908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4262928541935009908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-fashions.html' title='Fall Fashions'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SvHSf6BCJiI/AAAAAAAABIk/AltJf1pPv8w/s72-c/angelina_hat_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-913146543784866350</id><published>2009-10-05T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:02:34.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clara Bow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>1920s-30s Halloween Costumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqB8OF7QzI/AAAAAAAABAo/9piddVRxjB0/s1600-h/PumpkinCVR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262775677305650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqB8OF7QzI/AAAAAAAABAo/9piddVRxjB0/s400/PumpkinCVR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As much as we dislike modern-day Halloween, we love the idea and imagery of Hallowe’en during its golden age, the 1920s and 30s. We’re celebrating by devoting all 3 blogs to the subject – here we’ll have costume ideas; in &lt;a href="http://thedepressionkitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Depression Kitchen &lt;/a&gt;we’ll have some menu ideas and recipes; and &lt;a href="http://parlorpasttimes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Parlor Past Times &lt;/a&gt;will take on décor and games. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262115095535410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqBVxO9XzI/AAAAAAAABAA/n7Enf_8sPTA/s400/2006165752926455012_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the 20s and 30s, costume or fancy dress parties were very popular, and Hallowe’en night was no exception. As &lt;em&gt;The Household&lt;/em&gt; magazine stated in its October 1927 issue: “There is scarcely a date in the entire twelve months that appeals to old and young alike for a rousing, good, old fashioned “dress up” party like October 31st – Hallowe’en. The real life of any Hallowe’en party is imparted by the smart masquerades worn by the guests. They need not be expensive – most any of the light weight cotton materials will do providing they are colorful. Haphazard color combinations are tabooed – naturally – but harmonious effects are delightful.” Dennison’s 1925 “&lt;em&gt;Bogie Book&lt;/em&gt;” agreed, stating “Gay Costumes are part of every Hallowe’en party.” Dennison was King of Crepe Paper, so many of its costumes were made of this amazingly versatile product! It was common for costumes to be made of simple muslin and cunningly adorned with crepe paper. Costumes tended to be homemade, but for grand affairs, costume rental shops could provide elaborate masquerades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262457101662450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqBprTkuPI/AAAAAAAABAQ/k0sfgeXGO8I/s400/witch+ad.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Black and orange were a popular color combination. Witches, ghosts, clowns, and goblins were standard. As author Diane C. Arkin notes in &lt;em&gt;Halloween Merrymaking: An Illustrated Celebration Of Fun, Food, And Frolics From Halloween’s Past&lt;/em&gt; (a delightful book that we recommend highly to anyone with even a slight interest in this subject!), costumes in the 20s-30s era weren’t gory and gruesome. Masks were often worn so as to make the event of “unmasking” part of the evening’s drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262665798972546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqB10w49II/AAAAAAAABAg/Usgr9PonFEM/s400/mpic19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261330147048514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqAoFEp_EI/AAAAAAAAA_g/43g1P5vXqns/s400/!BbM%2BonQ!Wk~%24(KGrHqIOKkYEq4Did7j6BKu55RYf5Q~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261139900795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqAdAWaimI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/4PcFltwQ_rw/s400/!BbN!Q)gCGk~%24(KGrHqUH-D!Epk1eu122BKu57J073w~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261233456010034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqAic3t0zI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/HzQQayhpPso/s400/!BbM%2BwtwBGk~%24(KGrHqYOKkYEq5bpiuKGBKu55qydi!~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261533962271330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqAz8V_emI/AAAAAAAAA_o/ZvDlPF6ZOkY/s400/!BbN!1Bw!2k~%24(KGrHqUH-DkEqutDJNbHBKu584H)ew~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389270514248909794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqI-qhLA-I/AAAAAAAABBY/8zN6brJ7KtM/s400/!BbM%2B6tgCGk~%24(KGrHqEOKisEq4LZ-27RBKu56Li,4g~~_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389270431491030066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqI52OJ_DI/AAAAAAAABBQ/4PbF1Qjd4OE/s400/!BUqVftQBGk~%24(KGrHgoOKjUEjlLmU)7%2BBKOoZzdkSw~~_1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Household’s&lt;/em&gt; costume ideas from 1927 (below) were: a Spanish Dancer (“easy to make and inexpensive”), From the Far Away Argentine (“fetching when worn by a girl or a woman”), Pierrot (“can be made of either paper or muslin in black and white"), a Tom Boy or Girl (“could be worn for a masquerade or a “Kiddie” party”) of tiny blue and white or pink and white checked gingham; and The Old Fashioned Girl (“fashioned of crepe de Chine printed in quaint floral patterns, with georgette crepe contrasting, this costume has undeniable chic”). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389263245699836210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqCXlEB6TI/AAAAAAAABA4/-FDBgiBKTI8/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Clara Bow wears something like the "Tom Girl" costume in this photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262541799922562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqBum1Nm4I/AAAAAAAABAY/uBBHys28UkA/s400/user22095_pic2622_1216292756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More ideas from period film and fiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald’s short story, "The Camel's Back," which appeared in the &lt;em&gt;Saturday Evening&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Post &lt;/em&gt;April 24, 1920 issue, featured a costume ball with a circus theme. (It actually takes places at Christmas time). The main character hires a camel costume from a shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389304704871549234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqoE0g1yTI/AAAAAAAABBg/OtQcgRIAb2c/s400/camel_art.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agatha Christie’s short story, "The Affair at the Victory Ball" (1923) featured characters dressed as Harlequin; Punchinello &amp;amp; Puncinella; Pierrot &amp;amp; Pierrette; and Columbine. The &lt;em&gt;Poirot&lt;/em&gt; television series episode based on this story (1991, starring David Suchet) is really wonderful and features many other costumes, including Captain Hastings (Hugh Fraser) as the Scarlet Pimpernel (in the Christie story Poirot and Hastings do not attend the ball, but merely hear an account of it after the fact). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Christie also featured a costume ball in the Tommy &amp;amp; Tuppence short story "Finessing the King" (1924). One character is dressed as a newspaper, another as the Queen of Hearts from &lt;em&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt;. These costumes and many others are faithfully depicted in the episode of the &lt;em&gt;Tommy &amp;amp; Tuppence: Partners in Crime&lt;/em&gt; television series (1984) based on this story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In &lt;em&gt;Nancy’s Mysterious Letter&lt;/em&gt; (Carolyn Keene, 1932), Nancy Drew suggests an impromptu masquerade party using only clothes she and other guests had brought along to a weekend house party (no sheets or pillowcases allowed). Nancy wore a “turban of colored silk, with the feathers of her hat held in place in front with a large brooch..." and wins the prize for "most picturesque."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In P.G. Wodehouse’s &lt;em&gt;Right Ho, Jeeves&lt;/em&gt; (1934), Gussie Fink-Nottle attempts to attend a fancy dress ball, “not,” – Bertie Wooster notes – “like every other well-bred Englishman, as a Pierrot,” - but as Mephistopheles. In the &lt;em&gt;Jeeves and Wooster&lt;/em&gt; television series, Gussie wears this costume in “A Plan for Gussie” (1991). Another episode to feature a fancy dress ball is 1993’s “The Once and Future Ex” (based on Wodehouse’s &lt;em&gt;Joy in the Morning&lt;/em&gt; from 1947). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261852333347922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqBGeXklFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/cY9-FMar698/s400/1925Costumes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rebecca (1938) by Daphne du Maurier features an elaborate fancy dress ball. Mrs. De Winter copies a historical portrait for her costume (her husband had suggested she dress as Alice in Wonderland); other costumes mentioned in the book are: Joan of Arc, Madame Pompadour, an “Arab” (sheik costumes were as common as ghosts in the 20s), a Tudor woman, a pirate, and a sailor. More are shown in the movie version (1940).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most astonishing vintage costume parties we’ve seen is in the 1930 movie Madame Satan. It takes place aboard an Art Deco zeppelin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389256898624516162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Ssp8mIXWcEI/AAAAAAAAA-g/vIxUUH4QN-g/s400/MadamSatan1930.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Source books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately several of the 1920s Dennison’s “Bogie Books” – the company’s annual Hallowe’en/Thanksgiving decorating idea books, have been reissued in recent years so are affordable; the scarce originals can break the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389258339784328498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Ssp96BGoBTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Q6cdypliTtg/s400/41M2eAGSuUL__SS400_1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dennison Manufacturing Co. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dennisons-Decorating-Entertaining-Halloween-Thanksgiving/dp/1936049201/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1254778425&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;Dennison's Bogie Book -- A 1921 Guide for Vintage Decorating and Entertaining at Halloween and Thanksgiving (9th Edition) (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennison Manufacturing Co. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dennisons-Decorating-Entertaining-Halloween-Thanksgiving/dp/1936049120/ref=pd_sim_b_1"&gt;Dennison's Bogie Book -- A 1922 Guide for Vintage Decorating and Entertaining at Halloween and Thanksgiving (10th Edition) (Paperback) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261989794502754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqBOec3WGI/AAAAAAAAA_4/QRImUyrcKY0/s400/259514491_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennison Manufacturing Co. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dennisons-Decorating-Entertaining-Halloween-Thanksgiving/dp/1936049228/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1254778641&amp;amp;sr=1-8"&gt;Dennison's Bogie Book -- A 1924 Guide for Vintage Decorating and Entertaining at Halloween and Thanksgiving (12th Edition) (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennison Manufacturing Co. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dennisons-Decorating-Entertaining-Halloween-Thanksgiving/dp/1936049058"&gt;Dennison's Bogie Book -- A 1925 Guide for Vintage Decorating and Entertaining at Halloween and Thanksgiving (13th Edition) (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennison's also produced the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Paper-Costumes-Vintage-Costume-Patterns/dp/1934268410/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1254778515&amp;amp;sr=1-10"&gt;How to Make Paper Costumes -- Over 60 Vintage Costume Patterns (Paperback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389258167966889042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Ssp9wBCJ9FI/AAAAAAAAA-4/5fdT3x8zf9E/s400/51ZcayXCOmL__SS400_.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Diane C. Arkins. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Halloween-Merrymaking-Illustrated-Celebration-Halloweens/dp/158980113X"&gt;Halloween Merrymaking: An Illustrated Celebration Of Fun, Food, And Frolics From Halloweens Past (Hardcover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389257953197908354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Ssp9jg9PYYI/AAAAAAAAA-w/vDTexPX-vdE/s400/51P29D01K8L__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Blue Lantern Studio (compiler). &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Masquerade-Inspirations-Blue-Lantern-Studio/dp/159583186X/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1254778830&amp;amp;sr=1-7"&gt;Masquerade: Costume Inspirations 1920s-1950s (Hardcover) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389258496950243538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Ssp-DKl5kNI/AAAAAAAAA_I/0TMoxqo-W6U/s400/610oO-5u0eL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-913146543784866350?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/913146543784866350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=913146543784866350' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/913146543784866350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/913146543784866350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/1920s-30s-halloween-costumes.html' title='1920s-30s Halloween Costumes'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SsqB8OF7QzI/AAAAAAAABAo/9piddVRxjB0/s72-c/PumpkinCVR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-2095703467100930064</id><published>2009-09-11T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:23:03.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary of A Fashion Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Thorncliffe'/><title type='text'>Diary of a Fashion Model by Grace Thorncliffe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;August 6, 1928&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380441743273009362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqsrQjp4oNI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/tysVcr0HYWI/s400/8f_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She Describes a Stunning New Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Such a model I have to describe. It is a knockout, swell, and all the other words that used to be frowned on and are now just a necessary part of today’s conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is made of dark blue flat crepe. Nothing startling about that, but give ear a minute. For the monotone merely describes the coat and side sections of the dress. Down the front of the latter there is an inset of blue crepe dotted with the loveliest shade of peach color – and it makes a perfectly heavenly combination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The center insert contrives a blouse effect which is edged with the peach trim that is also used to band the trim neckline. Trim pleats of the polka-dotted silk hang from the blouse edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coat is so smart that I could cheer. It is belted low at the waist and completely unadorned at one side, whereas the other side boasts a dotted rover which appears mysteriously at the neck and dips down slightly below the hemline. The first thing I’ve seen of its kind – and extremely smart, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380440001920036642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqsprMm-7yI/AAAAAAAAA-I/MBDrNTjIaEM/s400/IMG_0001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tawny fox, soft and pinkish, provides two large cuffs, and a flower of peach-colored crepe appears at the left shoulder making as I remarked above a knockout, a swell, an et cetera and et cetera costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When last seen, its purchaser was dashing out to one of those chic millinery places that drape hats on the head. She had in mind a blue crepe hat, shallow crowned and plain under which she planned to have a bandeau of peach grosgrain ribbon, tying in a tailored bow. And if she was able to get same (and I see no reason why not) she will have a beautiful costume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-2095703467100930064?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2095703467100930064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=2095703467100930064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2095703467100930064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/2095703467100930064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/diary-of-fashion-model-by-grace.html' title='Diary of a Fashion Model by Grace Thorncliffe'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqsrQjp4oNI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/tysVcr0HYWI/s72-c/8f_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-8333008782833614738</id><published>2009-09-03T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:51:51.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orchids on Your Budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marjorie Hillis Roulston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Alone and Like It'/><title type='text'>The 'Live Alone' Girl: Marjorie Hillis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474082978964770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgL_jUpSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/lTFwKv6Bsbs/s400/IMG%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1936. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/em&gt; by first-time novelist Margaret Mitchell of Atlanta tops the best-seller list. Dominating the non-fiction side is &lt;em&gt;Live Alone and Like It: A Guide for the Extra&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Woman&lt;/em&gt;, the first book of its author, Marjorie Hillis. For Mitchell, it was the apex of her literary career. For Hillis, it was just the beginning. She would spend much of her adult life writing and giving practical advice to women who were, for whatever reason, alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474197464211858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgSqCu4ZI/AAAAAAAAA5s/_ENy_qzQ64o/s400/IMG_0001%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sequel, &lt;em&gt;Orchids on Your Budget, or Live Smartly on What Have You,&lt;/em&gt; made the 1937 best seller list (with &lt;em&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/em&gt; again tops for fiction). The following year - as &lt;em&gt;Live Alone&lt;/em&gt; ran into its 11th printing, she came out with &lt;em&gt;Corned Beef and Caviar for the Live-Aloner, &lt;/em&gt;a terrific little cooking and entertaining guide. In it, she gives recipes for everything from “getting the man with the meal,” to clam sauce; we intend to feature some in &lt;a href="http://thedepressionkitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Depression Kitchen &lt;/a&gt;sometime. In 1939 she wrote a guide for women travelers who, it could be anticipated, might be visiting the World’s Fair and New York City, called &lt;em&gt;New York Fair or No Fair&lt;/em&gt;. In addition to her books, she also wrote for newspapers and magazines, and went on lecture tours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474254744248098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgV_bW3yI/AAAAAAAAA50/96KalNYPdtw/s400/at0201_5gs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474322107108658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgZ6X6jTI/AAAAAAAAA58/oAQzuD7BgTk/s400/IMG_0002%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marjorie Louise Hillis was born in Peoria, Illinois in 1889, the second child of Annie Louise Patrick Hillis of Marengo, Illinois, and Dr. Newell Dwight Hillis of Magnolia, Indiana, both authors. Mrs. Hillis wrote &lt;em&gt;The American Woman and Her Home&lt;/em&gt; (1911). Dr. Hillis was a famed, though sometimes controversial, clergyman who had served as pastor of Plymouth Congressional Church, Brooklyn, from 1899 to 1924. Miss Hillis had a brother, Richard Dwight Hillis (born 1888) and a sister, Nathalie Louise (born 1900). The Hillis' resided for many years at 31 Grace Court, Brooklyn, New York. Dr. Hillis passed away in 1929, Mrs. Hillis not far behind in 1930.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Educated expensively at a private school for girls, Miss Dana’s in Morristown, New Jersey, Miss Hillis spent a year abroad before going to work for &lt;em&gt;Vogue. &lt;/em&gt;She was with the magazine for twenty years, working her way up to the editorial staff. Although determined to write a "how-to" book, Miss Hillis was not sure initially exactly what topic she would cover. She found that the “how to please a man” angle had already been pretty well covered, so decided to write about how a women living alone could have a “cheerful life.” The concept was a somewhat shocking one, and Miss Hillis found herself a media sensation. “Sophisticated Miss Hillis honestly believes there are advantages in a husbandless state!" one critic wrote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474544302979554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgm2HieeI/AAAAAAAAA6M/lADKyXexV4g/s400/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when the 49 year old Miss Hillis wed 65 year old Brooklyn grocery store chain owner Henry Thomas Roulston on August 1, 1939, journalists had a field day. “She Doesn’t Live Alone – And Likes It,” being typical of the headlines the event generated. Many of her devoted fans cried ‘foul,’ disparaging the author’s “defection” to married bliss as a betrayal and threatening to burn their copies of &lt;em&gt;Live Alone and Like It&lt;/em&gt;. But they were missing the point – Miss Hillis never claimed to be anti-man or anti-marriage. Promoting &lt;em&gt;Live Alone and Like It &lt;/em&gt;in 1936 she said, “This business of making your own life may sound dreary, especially if you have a dated mind and still think of yourself as the weaker sex. But it really isn’t. You can have a grand time doing it.” In &lt;em&gt;Orchids On&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Your Budget&lt;/em&gt;, she devotes a chapter to the question, “Can you afford a husband?” and even suggests that in some cases the wife might well be the family breadwinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Miss Hillis took the kidding with her usual good grace, citing a woman's prerogative to change her mind. “There’s nothing to beat old fashioned love.” she said, telling reporters that she intended to “be a housewife – the old fashioned kind,” and adding that she hoped to raise a family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474419608312946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgflmA3HI/AAAAAAAAA6E/yrQ6kZ_utLs/s400/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474733262917794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgx2DGUKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/XdnBmHWXZLM/s400/IMG_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Roulston’s set sail on the &lt;em&gt;Normandie&lt;/em&gt; for a European honeymoon. The ship returned to New York harbor in September - laden with Mrs. Roulston’s Paris loot, which included ultra-chic hats from Madame Suzy - with her portholes blackened. As war clouds gathered overhead, the couple settled down to homey married life, alternating between their Brooklyn mansion and country estate at Huntington, Long Island. After the U.S.A.'s entry into World War II, &lt;em&gt;Live Alone and Like It&lt;/em&gt; would enjoy a brief revival, as, with husbands, sweethearts and brothers in the service, many women once more found themselves living alone. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377474817724657874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCg2wsWMNI/AAAAAAAAA6c/8-Cdk2KR0-8/s400/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, Mrs. Roulston was widowed in 1949 after just 10 years of marriage. She closed the Long Island house and moved to an apartment in New York. By 1951, she’d published &lt;em&gt;You Can Start&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;All Over&lt;/em&gt;, an advice book for widows. Her final self-help book, &lt;em&gt;Keep Going and Like It: A Guide to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;the Sixties and Onward and Upward&lt;/em&gt;, came out in 1967. She died at home in New York on November 8, 1971 at age 82. She was survived by her brother, Richard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;em&gt;Live Alone and Like It&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Orchids on Your Budget&lt;/em&gt; have been reprinted in recent years, and are readily available. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sources included: Fitch, Charles Elliott. &lt;em&gt;Encyclopedia of New York Life&lt;/em&gt; (American Historical Society, 1916), various newspaper and magazine articles, 1929-1971.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-8333008782833614738?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8333008782833614738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=8333008782833614738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8333008782833614738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8333008782833614738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/live-alone-girl-marjorie-hillis.html' title='The &apos;Live Alone&apos; Girl: Marjorie Hillis'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SqCgL_jUpSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/lTFwKv6Bsbs/s72-c/IMG%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-4346136103011337833</id><published>2009-08-29T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:05:17.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jean Arthur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ex-Mrs. Bradford'/><title type='text'>TCM Alert: The Ex-Mrs. Bradford (1936)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SplPta49bhI/AAAAAAAAA4E/eyukSpbGBao/s1600-h/The_Ex-Mrs__Bradford_1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375415271974333970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SplPta49bhI/AAAAAAAAA4E/eyukSpbGBao/s400/The_Ex-Mrs__Bradford_1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you have access to Turner Classic Movies, the rare, not-on-DVD &lt;em&gt;The Ex-Mrs. Bradford&lt;/em&gt; starring Jean Arthur and William Powell, is showing Sunday night, August 30 at 10:15ET/7:15PT. We love this movie. Don't pay any attention to the critics who say Arthur is a poor stand-in for Myrna Loy in this role - she's adorable in her own way as the former Mrs. Bradford. William Powell is terrific as always. There is also a fabulous Deco apartment and sparkling dialogue like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;William Powell: What &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a cocktail dress?&lt;br /&gt;Jean Arthur: It's a dress you can spill cocktails on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of an all-day Jean Arthur-fest, we also look forward to &lt;em&gt;If You Could Only Cook&lt;/em&gt; at 11:45 pm ET/8:45PT and &lt;em&gt;Party Wire&lt;/em&gt; at 4:40 am ET/1:30 PT (actually the 31st for that one), both 1935. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-4346136103011337833?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4346136103011337833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=4346136103011337833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4346136103011337833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4346136103011337833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/tcm-alert-ex-mrs-bradford-1936.html' title='TCM Alert: The Ex-Mrs. Bradford (1936)'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SplPta49bhI/AAAAAAAAA4E/eyukSpbGBao/s72-c/The_Ex-Mrs__Bradford_1936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-5315883687756015849</id><published>2009-08-21T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:11:17.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary of A Fashion Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Thorncliffe'/><title type='text'>Diary of a Fashion Model by Grace Thorncliffe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/So9p8JXt3tI/AAAAAAAAA20/BFPIQFotLvI/s1600-h/8f_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;December 29, 1923&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/So9lpWJNM1I/AAAAAAAAA2s/HrZ4_uQNBSo/s1600-h/8f_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372624641469526866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/So9lpWJNM1I/AAAAAAAAA2s/HrZ4_uQNBSo/s400/8f_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She Tells About a Novel Evening Wrap She Saw at the Opera &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last evening was very exciting for me, as I went to the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you so thrilled about to-day?” Madame asked me yesterday morning when I came in wearing a large grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, to tell the truth I’m going to the opera to-night, and as it’s my first time this season I am thrilled,” I admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One should always be thrilled over the opera,” Madame replied. “What is it to-night?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s ‘Boheme,’-another reason why I’m delighted,” I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I envy you,” Madame replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fortunate enough to have a friend who occasionally has a box at her disposal,” I explained. “She is a very sweet, thoughtful person, and she usually asks me several times a season because she knows I love to go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“Well, if you are to sit in the diamond horse-shoe, you can undoubtedly describe many interesting gowns to-morrow,” Madame commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took care to notice the beautiful gowns about me, and indeed there were enough to keep one’s eye busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-day when I came into the salon, Madame asked me all about it. “What colors did you see most?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rose, pink, and a lot of white,” I answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The usual velvets for this time of year?” she asked. “That’s what I noticed most when I was there the other night.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, there were many velvet gowns,” I answered. “There were one or two perfectly stunning moiré ones,” I added. “One young girl wore a beautiful cream moiré that was made beltless, and wrinkled ever so slightly about the figure.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was the most striking garment you saw?” Madame asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“It was undoubtedly the rose velvet evening wrap,” I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And what was so unusual about it?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372620536979742482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/So9h6bulXxI/AAAAAAAAA2k/8BM9_n7nTyU/s400/IMG_0004%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“First I noticed the white fringed gown the young girl was wearing,” I said. “It was stunning – what I could see of it beneath the wrap.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A white gown with a rose velvet wrap must have made a lovely combination,” Madame remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It did,” I agreed heartily. “My attention drifted to the wrap next, and I noticed particularly the becomingness of the soft crushed collar. Then she turned about,” I continued. “When I saw the back of the wrap, I simply stared, it was so beautiful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame raised a questioning eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shirring,” I informed her. “Shirring was the only thing used to give the effect that was so striking. But the shirring was in the form of a huge circle that covered her back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How unusual!” Madame remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The only way I can describe it is that it looked like a huge spider-web,” I told her. “There was a bow of narrow rose velvet at the middle of the web, which dropped its streamers to the hem of the wrap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*****************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;'Diary &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of a Fashion Model' was an utterly charming syndicated newspaper column written under the byline “Grace Thorncliffe.” The premise is that Grace, a young lady who works in the dress shop of “Madame” as a "mannikin," writes about fashions that she sees. Each was illustrated with a sketch of the subject garment. It ran from at least 1917 to the 1940s, and probably earlier and later. We have transcribed a number of these columns from the 20s and 30s word for word as a labor of love and will be running them here regularly, as they are too good not too share and don’t deserve to lie forgotten in the newspaper morgue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-5315883687756015849?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5315883687756015849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=5315883687756015849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5315883687756015849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5315883687756015849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/diary-of-fashion-model-by-grace.html' title='Diary of a Fashion Model by Grace Thorncliffe'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/So9lpWJNM1I/AAAAAAAAA2s/HrZ4_uQNBSo/s72-c/8f_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-7337787241401966151</id><published>2009-08-15T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:26:53.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lipstick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan Crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cutex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tangee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clara Bow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revlon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeanette MacDonald'/><title type='text'>Lipstick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodqWLC64aI/AAAAAAAAA1M/W4f7-MMlwao/s1600-h/IMG_0016ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370378009817309602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodqWLC64aI/AAAAAAAAA1M/W4f7-MMlwao/s400/IMG_0016ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of all makeup, lipstick seems to be the most written about. Unfortunately though, most treatments of the subject tend to blip right past the 1920s and 1930s – the decades when lipstick gained widespread use and acceptance, and became a multi-million dollar a year industry, despite the economic Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in 1920 that Max Factor, a pioneer of Hollywood movie cosmetics, began selling his line of Society Make Up to the public. This ushered in a new era of acceptance for lipstick, and cosmetics in general – even his blatant use of the word “makeup" was then new. Before the decade was out, he had also invented lip gloss (1928) and introduced the first commercial lip brush to the public (1929). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376301063477250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodoytcQmAI/AAAAAAAAAzc/FjGcMjSacMo/s400/joan-+lipstick-purse1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Joan Crawford with a lipstick in the handle of her purse, c. 1929.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The older generation may well have shuddered, as Dorothy Cocks wrote in &lt;em&gt;Etiquette of Beauty&lt;/em&gt; (1927), at the younger generation’s “frank use of lipstick,” but within a short time, few fashionable women would want to be seen without theirs. According to R&lt;em&gt;ead My Lips: A Cultural History of Lipstick&lt;/em&gt;, a poll of 53,000 households conducted in 1938 (the same year that Congress passed the &lt;a href="http://bmartinmd.com/2009/04/brief-history-1938-fdca-1.html"&gt;Federal Food, Drug and Cosmetic Act,&lt;/a&gt; regulating the industry) revealed that 58% had at least 1 lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indelibility was the major problem that plagued lipstick manufacturers during this era. Lipsticks had a tendency to turn bluish or purple after application, and made the wearer look ghastly. Almost all lipstick makers claimed their products to be indelible, non-drying, and creamy, but the first truly indelible lipstick would not be created until the end of the 1930s – again with Max Factor, now headed by Max Jr., – leading the way. His Tru-Color Lipstick came on the market in early 1940, but was heavily advertised in 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cosmetics industry may have expected sales to plummet after the Stock Market crash of 1929 and the subsequent economic downturn. But, just as women of World War II would cling to their lipstick as a sort of “red badge of courage,” so would Depression era women hold on to their lipsticks, if they could. One popular drugstore brand, Tangee, claimed its sales were better than ever. “1931 a year of depression?” read one ad from 1932, “Not for Tangee, the &lt;em&gt;World’s Most&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Famous Lipstick and Rouge&lt;/em&gt;! More Tangee was used in 1930 than in the prosperous days of ’29, and even more last year than ever before!” High end companies like Elizabeth Arden, reported similar increases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377165149671602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodplAadkLI/AAAAAAAAA0M/s5bxOuemke4/s400/1931+tangee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tangee ad , 1931&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tube shapes varied by manufacturer. Some were tiny, bullet shaped. Others were long and crayon-like. They often came in a variety of sizes, at equivalent prices. Cases were metal. Early tubes had a sliding lever to raise the product, invented in 1915. This was soon replaced by the swivel technique still used today. A number of compact sets were sold as “trios” of powder, rouge and lipstick, all refillable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377257401886066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpqYFGpXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ljRXMPoxJ2c/s400/fac2_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Above: Clara Bow.&lt;br /&gt;Below: Call her Savage! Many lipsticks claimed their color lasted, but it was the bunk before Max Factor's Tru-Color in 1940. Savage, a drugstore brand, in “jungle shades” with “thrilling perma-color,” 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sodp87-qi4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/BSh6DJMLAG0/s1600-h/1939+-+savage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377576276200322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sodp87-qi4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/BSh6DJMLAG0/s400/1939+-+savage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Word About Lip Shapes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late teens, Max Factor created a lip style that came to be called “vampire lips” “rosebud lips” or “bee-stung lips” (depending on the type of character being played) for silent stars like Nita Naldi and Mae Murray. He made the lips this way: he blotted out the actresses’ natural lipline with greasepaint, then dipped his thumb into the lip pomade and made two impressions with it on the upper lip, and one upside down thumb print for the lower lip. The lips were then refined and perfected with a lip brush. He did this because the pomade of the time would melt under the hot studio lights and bleed onto the greasepaint of the actresses’ faces. We’ve used this technique to achieve a perfect, "early 20s lip" shape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376201964547330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sodos8RO7QI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xwcN9meGcZE/s400/mae+murray+1923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mae Murray, 1923.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With new advances in film technology and makeup, by the sound era it was no longer necessary to avoid the lip corners and a more “natural” lip shape came to be used. Max Factor created a new lip outline for Joan Crawford, by slightly over-drawing her upper lip and emphasizing the fullness of the lower one. Factor called it “the smear” but it was generally known as the “hunter’s bow” lip. Many actresses and other women imitated this style in the 1930s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below: Jeanette MacDonald beautifully demonstrates the “hunter’s bow” lip, 1932. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376940045989154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpX51j9SI/AAAAAAAAAz8/0C__4aBtPSI/s400/IMG_0004%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As with nail colors, while red dominated, it was not the only choice available. There were also pinks, corals, tawny and rose shades, besides a wide spectrum of reds. In &lt;em&gt;This Way to Beauty&lt;/em&gt; (1936), Helena Rubinstein suggested choosing rogue and lipstick colors to harmonize with your costume: with black or brilliant red, she suggested Chinese Red lipstick; with white, Red Geranium; for yellow, Red Poppy; with gray or green, Red Coral lips; for beige or brown, a Terra Coral lipstick; and with blue, purple, or wine red, Red Velvet or Red Raspberry lipstick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376673258659378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpIX-gXjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/pkXsxjxDwCk/s400/IMG_0007%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpMKrSCaI/AAAAAAAAAz0/uGpC_om2iNk/s1600-h/1939+Coty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376738407844258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpMKrSCaI/AAAAAAAAAz0/uGpC_om2iNk/s400/1939+Coty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detail of a black &amp;amp; white ad for Coty’s new lipstick, 1925, from a high-end fashion magazine catering to wealthy women, called &lt;em&gt;Modes &amp;amp; Manners&lt;/em&gt;. The 1939 color ad for Coty’s “Flying Colors” shows its newest shade, Magnet Red, “a dashing red, the makeup accent that your fall frock needs.” Other colors that year: Bali, Gitane, Dahlia, and Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpB3Wh9LI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DBgj7gj5xqY/s1600-h/IMG_0008[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376561421841586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodpB3Wh9LI/AAAAAAAAAzk/DBgj7gj5xqY/s400/IMG_0008%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lablanche’s subtly advertised lipsticks, also from &lt;em&gt;Modes &amp;amp; Manners&lt;/em&gt;, 1925. This was the year Lois Long began writing a column for &lt;em&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/em&gt; under the pseudonym “Lipstick.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377923482043650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodqRJa_RQI/AAAAAAAAA1E/VKGGL6ssfDQ/s400/89fc_1930+a+blazeofautumncolorforyourlips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Charles of the Ritz' Bonfire red, “A blaze of autumn color for your lips,” 1930. So &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; explains why our lips are burning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377108525754754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodphteRKYI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Vmvz3zocflY/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 1932 ad for Tangee confused us at first. Who is being quoted here – him? Or her? Oh, it’s &lt;em&gt;her, &lt;/em&gt;quoting &lt;em&gt;him.&lt;/em&gt; Well, it was an honest mistake – after all, if she’s wearing a lot of “paint,” he appears to be auditioning for &lt;em&gt;The Mikado&lt;/em&gt;. But we think they’re both overeating – he looks ready to punch her, and she says “I could have killed Tom…” Tangee used the tendency of the period’s lipsticks to change color to its advantage – it started out orange in the tube but unlike the others, “deliberately” changed color on application to harmonize with the wearer’s “natural, individual coloring.” It also claimed to stay on all day. Tangee is still available through the &lt;a href="http://www.vermontcountrystore.com/browse/Home/Apothecary/Cosmetics/Tangee-Lipstick/D/30100/P/1:100:1000:10020/I/f05899"&gt;Vermont Country Store.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370381277461927186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodtUX-G1RI/AAAAAAAAA1U/GRAi00RhbOA/s400/1215_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutex, primarily a nail enamel manufacturer, introduced the concept of matching lip and nail colors when they began selling lipsticks c.1934-35. Their 1936 colors came in Natural, Coral (warm), Cardinal (tawny) and Ruby (sophisticated).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375932781849634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SododRfE7CI/AAAAAAAAAy8/yR6LfYCoAqk/s400/wj6843a1935tussy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1935 Tussy ad. Tussy lipsticks claimed to be not only indelible but scented. Did they get the idea from &lt;em&gt;Hips, Hips Hooray&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377634323615714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodqAUOPz-I/AAAAAAAAA00/zJ56kQm89co/s400/1937+-+tattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo lipstick in “South Sea” hues, 1937.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370377503529494530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sodp4s-f6AI/AAAAAAAAA0k/uOwzMsM9csQ/s400/BH1701-lrg39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dorothy Gray’s “indelible” Daredevil red for fall 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375754547801122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodoS5gxLCI/AAAAAAAAAy0/NtbjDB1h1bM/s400/Revlon+1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As we discussed in our Manicures post, Revlon did not enter the lipstick market until 1940. The company began advertising their new lip colors in late 1939, such as this ad from &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;. Like Cutex, their colors were designed to match nail colors. Those first few colors were: Shy, Windsor, Sun Rose, Bravo, Jueltone, Red Dice, Chilibean, Tringar, and Mahogany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodomZQe6oI/AAAAAAAAAzM/y5-W9ns8OJ0/s1600-h/401d_1939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376089486944898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodomZQe6oI/AAAAAAAAAzM/y5-W9ns8OJ0/s400/401d_1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Factor's Tru-Color being promoted in late 1939.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370376030516710002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sodoi9k4inI/AAAAAAAAAzE/gFGzmHAce54/s400/thewomen1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sources Included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Basten, Fred E. &lt;em&gt;Max Factor’s Hollywood: Glamour, Movies, Makeup&lt;/em&gt; (1995).&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;em&gt;Max Factor: The Man Who Changed the Faces of the World&lt;/em&gt; (2008).&lt;br /&gt;Ragas, Meg Cohen and Karen Kozlowski. &lt;em&gt;Read My Lips: A Cultural History of Lipstick&lt;/em&gt; (1998).&lt;br /&gt;Rubinstein, Helena. &lt;em&gt;This Way to Beauty&lt;/em&gt; (1936).&lt;br /&gt;Tobias, Andrew. &lt;em&gt;Fire and Ice: The Story of Charles Revson, the Man who Built the Revlon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Empire &lt;/em&gt;(1976).&lt;br /&gt;Turudich, Daniela, and Angela Bjork. &lt;em&gt;Vintage Face: Period Looks from the 20s, 30s, 40s and 50s&lt;/em&gt; (2001).&lt;br /&gt;Woodhead, Lindy. &lt;em&gt;War Paint: Miss Elizabeth Arden and Madame Helena Rubinstein: Their Lives, Their Times, Their Rivalry&lt;/em&gt; (2003).&lt;br /&gt;Various period magazines, including &lt;em&gt;Ladies Home Journal, Vogue, Harper’s Bazaar, New Movie Magazine,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Photoplay&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;McCall’s.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top illustration: detail from a &lt;em&gt;Judge&lt;/em&gt; magazine cover, May 1931, titled "Most Likely to Succeed"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-7337787241401966151?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7337787241401966151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=7337787241401966151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7337787241401966151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/7337787241401966151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/lipstick.html' title='Lipstick'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SodqWLC64aI/AAAAAAAAA1M/W4f7-MMlwao/s72-c/IMG_0016ee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-4782971322824716909</id><published>2009-08-05T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:02:37.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judith Wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Lombard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myrna Loy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Hat Hair - 1932</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366675271992026498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpCudv1JYI/AAAAAAAAAto/8Mih-Lr-Jio/s400/IMG_0015ww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpChy_mg3I/AAAAAAAAAtg/OIdsrLx_rZM/s1600-h/IMG_0015w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366675054357021554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpChy_mg3I/AAAAAAAAAtg/OIdsrLx_rZM/s400/IMG_0015w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpCbfWEnwI/AAAAAAAAAtY/eGQcYUBVYMk/s1600-h/IMG_0015ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366674946003345154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpCbfWEnwI/AAAAAAAAAtY/eGQcYUBVYMk/s400/IMG_0015ii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpCUCNpa-I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/y9jJR9oXI1k/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366674817924295650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpCUCNpa-I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/y9jJR9oXI1k/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Myrna Loy and Carole Lombard model some of the new attractive hairdos for 1932. Myrna's blonde hair is in a fact a wig, for her role in &lt;em&gt;The Wet Parade,&lt;/em&gt; while Carole, fresh off the set of &lt;em&gt;Sinners in the Sun&lt;/em&gt;, models the latest in "Trilby" bangs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpDBl2j2kI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PGawLJ6aBqA/s1600-h/IMG_0016ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366675600585251394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpDBl2j2kI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PGawLJ6aBqA/s400/IMG_0016ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpDGieoTgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/HOVVZkmGALw/s1600-h/IMG_0016e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366675685578919426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpDGieoTgI/AAAAAAAAAuA/HOVVZkmGALw/s400/IMG_0016e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366677586761694674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpE1M77PdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/z0IRUyAnPMI/s400/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Paramount starlet Judith Wood shows a great hairdo for hats with downturned brims worn deeply over the right side - coiled in a bun off to one side; and another for hats with brims turned up at the back - slicked back on the crown and sides with flat curls at the nape of the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366675937714279794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpDVNwYlXI/AAAAAAAAAuI/nZFnM9Agezs/s400/IMG_0016ee1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-4782971322824716909?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4782971322824716909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=4782971322824716909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4782971322824716909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/4782971322824716909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/hat-hair-1932.html' title='Hat Hair - 1932'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnpCudv1JYI/AAAAAAAAAto/8Mih-Lr-Jio/s72-c/IMG_0015ww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-8809166021462777320</id><published>2009-07-29T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:16:06.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathing beauties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>Summer Days - 1925-1926</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363991440918561634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC5y74vw2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/FCp0wgHazC4/s400/All+the+bunch+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened to Julys like this? Or this July for that matter? We’re packing up our canoe, wool bathing suits, parasols, and all the Judy Boltons and Nancy Drews we can stuff in a suitcase and heading to Camp. With the days already getting shorter and shops all trying to usher us into fall already, we long to slow down and enjoy the summer before it’s gone. To paraphrase the immortal words of Spanky McFarland, don’t rush us, big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series of photos came from an old album that we picked up somewhere (old photo albums being on the long list of Things We Can’t Resist. We hate to see these broken up, the photos sold individually – a telltale sign is remnants of black paper on the backs. But we digress…) showing a family canoeing and generally cavorting at a resort-camp on California's Russian River between 1925 and 1927. Russian River Valley towns like Monte Rio, Rio Nido, and Guerneville all had rustic summer resorts that became popular with San Francisco and Oakland families in the 1920s and 1930s when better roads made them more accessible. Most camps had a main hotel building with a cluster of little, freestanding cabins or tents that could be rented by the week or the month. Folks usually came to stay a while. Most of the photos will pull up larger by clicking on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC8q3QKibI/AAAAAAAAAmw/C3AUm2ynxKI/s1600-h/1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363994600770537906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC8q3QKibI/AAAAAAAAAmw/C3AUm2ynxKI/s400/1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC6aoxku7I/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZStmPQyblo0/s1600-h/At+the+tent+door+1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363992122982972338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC6aoxku7I/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZStmPQyblo0/s400/At+the+tent+door+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC6TaNLQCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/yTIOuiJbcas/s1600-h/Sis+1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here’s the original owner of the album (we don’t know her name, but she’s quite a cutup; the captions are hers), and below, “Sis” in the doorway of their tent, and in bathing attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnDFRK-v-2I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QHx7WABBT0s/s1600-h/Sis+1926+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364004054994254690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnDFRK-v-2I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QHx7WABBT0s/s400/Sis+1926+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC6TaNLQCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/yTIOuiJbcas/s1600-h/Sis+1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363991998813126690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC6TaNLQCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/yTIOuiJbcas/s400/Sis+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC6TaNLQCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/yTIOuiJbcas/s1600-h/Sis+1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363997663603717490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC_dJMf9XI/AAAAAAAAAnI/CJCPfvB6xtc/s400/Bathing+Beauties+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "Bathing Beauties" "Me, Catherine, Sis, Monica"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364004395669496514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnDFlAGDosI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Ti3GqRGTkRw/s400/Me+and+Sis+on+the+island+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Note the name of the canoe –Vampire. (We're stealing this idea!). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364005545172666914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnDGn6U-CiI/AAAAAAAAAng/GJmdFXWfuEI/s400/Try+to+get+a+big+load+c.1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;The caption reads “Try to get a big load”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC8LAX0RnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/R77PNaWrlVY/s1600-h/Loring,+me+and+Elmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363994053462738546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC8LAX0RnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/R77PNaWrlVY/s400/Loring,+me+and+Elmo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Loring Me + Elmo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC8FVykeSI/AAAAAAAAAmA/bfzna0flQlU/s1600-h/Canoes+on+the+Russian+River+1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363993313291272178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC7f7BL__I/AAAAAAAAAlo/UA1tAMXeP6s/s400/Posing+1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;When not canoeing, there was always "Posing" to do - here in front of a tent cabin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363993545771683266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC7tdE1jcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/GkweQ6lda6E/s400/Catherine,+Ma,+Me+1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "Catherine, Ma, Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC7HZpPqHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8iQJrEpAuGM/s1600-h/Catherine+1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363992892015618162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC7HZpPqHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8iQJrEpAuGM/s400/Catherine+1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC7K3TCyvI/AAAAAAAAAlg/vs7vse3i-mU/s1600-h/Kate+1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363992951515171570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC7K3TCyvI/AAAAAAAAAlg/vs7vse3i-mU/s400/Kate+1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine, above, and another girl (sister?), Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363996036229436114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC9-awPEtI/AAAAAAAAAnA/c4usCTJEdS0/s400/Mamma+and+unnamed+bather.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"Mamma" with an unidentified woman, c. 1925&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC63m6BJMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/zC5UUFS7528/s1600-h/Russian+River+1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363992620697724098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC63m6BJMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/zC5UUFS7528/s400/Russian+River+1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;Mamma, Pappa, and the girls in front of a tent, 1925&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have some additional photos of our girl and family from the same time period that we’ll share in a future post. The camp photos, however, don’t continue after 1927 although there are many blank pages left in the album. We hope that she and Sis, and Catherine, and the rest of the bunch went on to have more beautiful, lazy summers like this somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-8809166021462777320?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8809166021462777320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=8809166021462777320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8809166021462777320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/8809166021462777320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-days-1925-1926.html' title='Summer Days - 1925-1926'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnC5y74vw2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/FCp0wgHazC4/s72-c/All+the+bunch+1926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-1050536920976405251</id><published>2009-07-29T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:37:29.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hips Hips Hooray'/><title type='text'>TCM Alert - Tonight: Hips, Hips, Hooray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363916828704922338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnB177uyWuI/AAAAAAAAAko/mNUgJ5XY6b8/s400/Hips,+Hips+1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have access to Turner Classic Movies, be sure to tune in tonight for the screening of the 1934 musical Hips, Hips, Hooray (8pm ET; 5pm PT). Stars Thelma Todd, Ruth Etting, Bert Wheeler and Robert Woolsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Miss Frisby and her assistant, the oily Armand, are struggling to keep their cosmetics firm Maiden America Beauty Products from going bankrupt. Armand, however, is a corporate spy working for a rival cosmetics firm; his promotional schemes are deliberately intended to drive Miss Frisby's firm out of business.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-1050536920976405251?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1050536920976405251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=1050536920976405251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1050536920976405251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/1050536920976405251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/tcm-alert-tonight-hips-hips-hooray-1934.html' title='TCM Alert - Tonight: Hips, Hips, Hooray!'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SnB177uyWuI/AAAAAAAAAko/mNUgJ5XY6b8/s72-c/Hips,+Hips+1934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-5518823350436611444</id><published>2009-07-28T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:04:57.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Lombard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach Pyjamas'/><title type='text'>More Beach Pyjamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sm78WEqG9YI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Kz3kujNPzBw/s1600-h/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363501662382519682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sm78WEqG9YI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Kz3kujNPzBw/s400/IMG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Excuse us. We’re going to call in sick to work and make a mad dash to Ayoob's. Coincidentally, right next to this ad was an announcement for the town Pyjama Dance. (c.1931).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363511678493630914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sm8FdFlFocI/AAAAAAAAAkg/9VBiqlPrtIM/s400/IMG_0022rr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363508073261804914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sm8CLPC1rXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_piLb5hLXnY/s400/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; High tide in beach pyjamas! The latest trick to pyjama trousers, according to Carole Lombard, is to wear them narrower and higher. She decoratively demonstrates the idea in this printed silk model with its “trou” legs cut twelve inches from the floor. White, black and yellow is the color scheme that catches the eye. Note the trick cutout effect on the bodice, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photoplay&lt;/em&gt;, 1932. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363508455204711746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sm8Chd5H7UI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/iNWpejfUcRg/s400/IMG_0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We don’t know who this little girl is, but she’s got heaps of style. We found her orphaned in a suitcase full of forlorn photos at a flea market. We just bet that pyjama is red &amp;amp; white. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-5518823350436611444?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5518823350436611444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=5518823350436611444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5518823350436611444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/5518823350436611444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-beach-pyjamas.html' title='More Beach Pyjamas'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sm78WEqG9YI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Kz3kujNPzBw/s72-c/IMG_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-188686595571434175</id><published>2009-07-23T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:11:22.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan Crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bathing suits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gymsuits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise routines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lulu Hunt Peters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia of Hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Physical Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>Vintage Exercise Routines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmkJcGhuUuI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MmuDaeUcXhE/s1600-h/!BWDH49!!Wk~$(KGrHgoH-CsEjlLlzPB1BKVjvVPpEw~~_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmkJ3lW4eOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XPPUU5dTncM/s1600-h/Knox_Fit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361827681886828770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmkJ3lW4eOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XPPUU5dTncM/s400/Knox_Fit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1920s and 30&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhtUfncPgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/63F0bli_FX0/s1600-h/vicotr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361655555236314626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhtUfncPgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/63F0bli_FX0/s400/vicotr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s women had a wide selection of exercise or “reducing” records available to choose from, like our &lt;em&gt;Vict&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;or Records for&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhtMaHeK5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/ABrABmNkYus/s1600-h/exercize4.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361655416321092498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhtMaHeK5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/ABrABmNkYus/s400/exercize4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Health Exercises&lt;/em&gt; 78s from 1922. Complete sets of these are fairly easy to find and are fun to play if you have a windup pho&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Smhs6XgmGfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/D9go21wcJck/s1600-h/274th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361655106383518194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Smhs6XgmGfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/D9go21wcJck/s400/274th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nograph. Alternatively, we came across &lt;a href="http://www.besmark.com/exercise.html"&gt;a website &lt;/a&gt;selling CDs and tapes of these records!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This set of WALLACE Reducing Records, "Get Thin to Music," is dated to 1942 but we’ve seen earlier (alas, incomplete) sets from the 1920s. We feel a kinship with the former owner, as it does not appear to have been used at all. It’s intact with all 5 records, instruction booklets and brochures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed this article, &lt;a href="http://www.animatingapothecary.com/sweatin.htm"&gt;“Sweatin’ to the Real Oldies,”&lt;/a&gt; which references some other such records. Exercise routines were also broadcast over the radio, typically in the early morning hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsDmF7kjI/AAAAAAAAAeA/BOp0QMaM0Bk/s1600-h/8-8-31-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654165405405746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsDmF7kjI/AAAAAAAAAeA/BOp0QMaM0Bk/s400/8-8-31-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gymnastics and calisthenics, introduced decades earlier, remained popular in the 1920s-30s. In E.F. Benson’s &lt;em&gt;Mapp and Lucia&lt;/em&gt; (1931), Lucia practices the “Ideal System of Calisthenics for those no longer Young” and later gives classes in the same. Pilates, developed by Joseph Pilates in the 1920s, were used primarily by ballet dancers. Biking, especially with a vintage or retro-style bike, can be fun. Swimming is another option. Don’t have access to a pool? You could do as one 1920s beauty book recommends and "loosely imitate the motions employed by lying across some pillows and kicking vigorously with the same motion that is employed in swimming.” Or how about dancing? As Sylvia of Hollywood suggests in &lt;em&gt;No More Alibis&lt;/em&gt; (1934), “get up and dance about the room, sway and swing to the music of a snappy foxtrot.” Golfing and tennis are also superb forms of “vintage” exercise but we find the fashion requirements of these sports demand their own posts. Ditto skiing, skating and horseback riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diet &amp;amp; Exercise Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lulu Hunt Peters, a graduate of the University of California (Doctor of Medicine, class of 19&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsUaxSqbI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hcGiKmgrZLU/s1600-h/60bb_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654454423824818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsUaxSqbI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hcGiKmgrZLU/s400/60bb_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;09), was a household name in the 1920s. Her book &lt;em&gt;Diet and Health, with Key to the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Calories,&lt;/em&gt; made the non-fiction best seller lists for five years running (1922-26). &lt;em&gt;Diet and Health&lt;/em&gt; was also the name of her popular syndicated newspaper column. She once wrote "My idea of heaven is place with me and mine on a cloud of whipped cream" – how could we not love this woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lulu is witty and funny, but also full of practical advice. Having struggled with a weight problem since childhood, she later lost over 70 pounds. Her secret? Calorie counting - then a new concept; in the book she has to tell readers how to pronounce the word (kal'-o-ri), and lists food proportions in units of 100 calories – very much ahead of her time in this respect. &lt;em&gt;Diet and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Health&lt;/em&gt; also includes a chapter on exercise routines. The book remained in publication well after her untimely death from pneumonia in June 1930, and is still in print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the aforementioned Sylvia of Hollywood, aka Madame Sylvia&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsmD1amqI/AAAAAAAAAew/8ezoICVOkMQ/s1600-h/ba13_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654757504752290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsmD1amqI/AAAAAAAAAew/8ezoICVOkMQ/s400/ba13_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, aka Sylvia Ullback, a beauty writer for &lt;em&gt;Photoplay&lt;/em&gt; magazine in the 1930s. We adored &lt;em&gt;No More Alibis&lt;/em&gt;, a 1934 non-fiction best seller, and &lt;em&gt;Streamline Your Figure&lt;/em&gt; (1939) with its Deco cover. But after we read her article in the May 1932 &lt;em&gt;Photoplay&lt;/em&gt; with the horrifying title “Quit Those Cocktails if You Want a Figure,” we rather went off Sylvia for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard Kline of Paramount was another 1930s personal trainer to the stars. Arriving in Hollywood in 1927, it became his job to whip the studio’s lovely luminaries such a&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhvS8PIWFI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oXa7K7MIyxQ/s1600-h/!BTqS-QgB2k~$(KGrHgoH-DcEkJw1)bDiBKJp)sH-(!~~_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s Clara Bow, Nancy Carroll and later Claudette Colbert and Carole Lombard, into shape and keep them there. His advice to housewives (“since you are not in Hollywood to receive personal attention to your individual problem”): “when you bend in your housework, do it gracefully, be conscious of the rhythmic use of your body and l&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsZclm9mI/AAAAAAAAAeg/EoJZXYMbJcg/s1600-h/K15911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654540811040354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsZclm9mI/AAAAAAAAAeg/EoJZXYMbJcg/s400/K15911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;egs as you do it. Think rhythm when you sweep; your arms and back will be beautiful” (&lt;em&gt;Beauty Review&lt;/em&gt; magazine, October 1939). He also marketed a series of home exercise devices in the ‘30s: Dick Kline’s “Stretch to Health” and Dick Kline’s “Bend to Health.” These can often be found new in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Photo: actress doing arm exercises, date unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Elizabeth Arden and Helena Rubinstein had exercise facilities at their upscale salons starting in the late teens and early 20s; Miss Arden’s 1937 Gymnasium Moderne at her Fifth Avenue salon in New York is widely held to have been the model for the gym in the movie version of &lt;em&gt;The Women &lt;/em&gt;(1939). Madame Rubinstein advises 20 minutes of exercise daily in her book &lt;em&gt;This Way to Beauty&lt;/em&gt; (1936); a chapter “Keep Fit” discusses and illustrates some basic routines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsKxomJrI/AAAAAAAAAeI/acFi2cMyZTY/s1600-h/pysculgirlball1927.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the Deco era, anyone interested in exercise or physical fitness would also have been familiar with the name Bernarr MacFadden (1868-1955). He published the long running &lt;em&gt;Physical Culture&lt;/em&gt; magazine and the &lt;em&gt;Physical Culture Cookbook&lt;/em&gt;, which saw numerous printings following its début in 1901 (1929 edition shown; &lt;em&gt;Physical Culture&lt;/em&gt; cover from 1927).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsKxomJrI/AAAAAAAAAeI/acFi2cMyZTY/s1600-h/pysculgirlball1927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654288762676914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsKxomJrI/AAAAAAAAAeI/acFi2cMyZTY/s400/pysculgirlball1927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsO3dGPVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/y1_d9KF54cI/s1600-h/1929+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654359044537682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsO3dGPVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/y1_d9KF54cI/s400/1929+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final book to mention, &lt;em&gt;Better Than Beauty: A Guide to Charm&lt;/em&gt; by Helen Valentine and Alice Thompson (1938), discusses diet tips and illustrates several routine exercises. This book was republished a few years ago, and is again widely available for modern readers to condemn as "outdated."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsKxomJrI/AAAAAAAAAeI/acFi2cMyZTY/s1600-h/pysculgirlball1927.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhvPG9LZWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w88VAatkml4/s1600-h/DSCN9219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361657661740508514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhvPG9LZWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w88VAatkml4/s400/DSCN9219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Always, the Question Remains – What&lt;br /&gt;to Wear?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early ‘20s exercise wear seems to typically resemble the gym suits/bloomer outfits of the previous decade. We have this McCall pattern, dated 1921, for "ladies pleated gym bloomers" – often worn with a middy blouse- type top as in the above illustration. We’ve also seen them as a one-piece bloomer out&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsscErCmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/eIfHCNfZQec/s1600-h/1921+gym+bloomers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361654867090410082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhsscErCmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/eIfHCNfZQec/s400/1921+gym+bloomers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fit. For more on these, see Fuzzy Lizzie’s excellent, informative article, “&lt;a href="http://fuzzylizzzie.com/gymsuit.html"&gt;Bloomers and the Gymsuit&lt;/a&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many women pictured in 1930s exercise books and articles that we have seen are wearing bathing suits. In &lt;em&gt;Mapp and Lucia&lt;/em&gt;, Lucia dons a “dazzling bathing suit of black and yellow” for her calisthenics (this was faithfully depicted in the Mapp &amp;amp; Lucia television series; you can see a snippet of her “skipping” in this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OU8ysRWwYmE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;lovely montage&lt;/a&gt;, at about 0:18). Joan Crawford manages to look glamorous in slacks and a sweatshirt while working out with Clark Gable in &lt;em&gt;Dancing Lady&lt;/em&gt; (1933). Simple shorts and a top, including singlet-style T-shirts like the one Clark is sporting, were worn by women as well. Footwear includes anything from pumps to canvas or leather beach shoes; rounded toe ballet-like flats (see the woman in white, above, from a 1928 &lt;em&gt;Physical Culture&lt;/em&gt; cover); or ankle socks and simple, white Keds-like tennis shoes. Scans of tennis shoes from period 1929-31 sources may be seen in &lt;a href="http://www.mafca.com/downloads/Fashions/Tennis_Shoes.pdf"&gt;this article &lt;/a&gt;on the Model A Ford Club of America's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhrmnseDZI/AAAAAAAAAdw/AcwuK32Zgb8/s1600-h/1933+gym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361653667619278226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhrmnseDZI/AAAAAAAAAdw/AcwuK32Zgb8/s400/1933+gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some ‘workout scenes’ in 1930s movies:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The “Bend Down Sister” routine in &lt;em&gt;Palmy Days&lt;/em&gt; (1931)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carole Lombard in a shipboard gym in &lt;em&gt;No More Orchids&lt;/em&gt; (1932)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joan Crawford in the gym with Clark Gable in &lt;em&gt;Dancing Lady&lt;/em&gt; (1933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rosalind Russell and Joan Fontaine in &lt;em&gt;The Women&lt;/em&gt; (1939)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361657541331680946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmhvIGZefrI/AAAAAAAAAfw/krBtqpFxUO4/s400/1928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...And honorable mention: Patsy Kelly demonstrates an electric exercise belt for department store customers in &lt;em&gt;There Goes My Heart&lt;/em&gt; (1938)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2816040937054286729-188686595571434175?l=thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/feeds/188686595571434175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2816040937054286729&amp;postID=188686595571434175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/188686595571434175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2816040937054286729/posts/default/188686595571434175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepaintedwoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/vintage-exercise-routines.html' title='Vintage Exercise Routines'/><author><name>1930s Girls About Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15348517886739299380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SMn7iTFkuAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GC-G1i1aumg/S220/Girls+About+Town.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/SmkJ3lW4eOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XPPUU5dTncM/s72-c/Knox_Fit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2816040937054286729.post-3514788855062200264</id><published>2009-07-14T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:20:28.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Arden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helena Rubenstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanning makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suntans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>Suntans in the 1920s &amp; 30s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sl1v4hFVQPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/kQTxZhiGr2o/s1600-h/BH1608-med1929[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358562148384850162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sl1v4hFVQPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/kQTxZhiGr2o/s400/BH1608-med1929%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For reasons unknown to us, the idea prevails that beauties of the 1930s were always pale. We constantly hear claims that to be period-authentic, one must (there's that word again!) avoid the sun. This is revisionist history. We are certainly not implying that all 20s-30s women were tan, but it is likewise incorrect to suggest that the ultra-pale look favored by many vintage women today is the only authentic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sl1zH6gdRGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lg2ounIMlzI/s1600-h/vogue-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358565711442429026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1o7uO6IrOaM/Sl1zH6gdRGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lg2ounIMlzI/s400/vogue-pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vogue for tanning began in the late 20s. It was smart to be tan in the summer - also in winter, when those who could afford to went skiing or to one of the new "winter playground" resorts that could now be comfortably reached by train or plane, or on a pleasure cruise. The international set flocked to the French Riviera, where according to legend, Coco Chanel "accidentally" got a tan while yachting and supposedly created a fad for bronzed, glowing skin. The 1929 ad for Marie Earle cosmetics asserts that "smart young things" created the suntan vogue in Palm Beach in 1927. It was also in 1927 that the Southern Pacific Railroad began running special excursion trains called "Suntan Specials" between the San Francisco Bay Area and the beach resort of Santa Cruz. Pictures of bronzed Hollywood stars like Joan Crawford poolside or at the beach helped popularize the trend. It has also been our observation that the use of parasols, in advertising and photos of bathing beauties, seems to decline after 1927. By the mid-1930s, a tan was such an expected part of a vacation to sunny climates that apparently no one would believe you'd actually been there if you didn't come back with one - Fred MacMurray goes under a sun lamp to fake a tan in 1935's &lt;em&gt;Hands across the Table&lt;/em&gt; so his girlfriend won't know he missed his boat to Bermuda; similarly, in &lt;em&gt;The Awful Truth&lt;/em&gt; (1937) Cary Grant gets the sunlamp treatment to convince his wife he'd been in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk232/decobelle/P0057-med19121.jpg?t=1247631271" border="0" /&gt;So, worshipping the sun was really a new thing in the lat
