amylsacks' photos

Ah, Fifties. What an easygoing time you were. "Vanishing Shelves" were cause for rejoicing rather than one more surface to try and keep clean. Local schools gave away giant vats of peanut butter to enamored youth. Nobody minded if you spilled paint all over the desert, and keeping the walls clean was more fun to the average woman than a dream date with Sinatra. (Well, actually I agree on that one. I can't stand Sinatra.) Clipped from (Clockwise, left) Sunset , April 1950; Family Circle , August 1953; Sunset , April 1950; Family Circle , May 1950.

Refrigerate one, freeze the other. Or just purchase only one variety at a time so you don't get confused. From the May issue of Family Circle magazine.

Everything goes well until you're trying to pin on your Cadillac brooch in the car, and Dad drives over a pothole. From the April issue of Sunset magazine.

"Serve plump fresh asparagus often while the season lasts. As a main course, side dish, or salad, it brings a touch of spring to your table." Real cheese? Watercress? How in blazes did those get by Editorial?! From the May issue of Family Circle magazine.

A decade or so later, Daughter fashioned herself ten miniskirts from each of Mom's one-time "leisure separates." From the May issue of Family Circle magazine.

Uncle Rover Wants YOU! From the September issue of Family Circle magazine.

After she posed for the illustrator, Eileen's friends started calling her "Dot" all time. Just about drove her bats! From the April issue of Sunset magazine.

Speaking of "repeating," has anyone seen the Tums™? From the May issue of Family Circle magazine.

I spent countless hours in my first two decades of life hanging around Asbury Park. I can't believe that nobody ever told me before how my neighbors by the sea were the geniuses responsible for bringing TRADIOS into the world! You can keep your waxen saltwater taffy and your Stone Ponies and all that jive. I now won't rest until I've made the mystic pilgrimage back East to claim a TRADIO™ of my very own! No expense will be spared! That retirement fund isn't doing squat where it is right now, anyway...

Sure does look like one luxuriant, welcoming hotel suite. I've gotta' give 'em that... :/

See this page for a better view of a similar radio. (I based the "circa" here on their info.) R: "Or you can vary the timing gears for different playing limits." Oh, I'm pretty sure that the motel managers were far too ethical back then to engage in such low-minded trickery! I hear nobody in those days ever got cancer or cheated on their spouses, either... Front and back sections of a fold-out promo.

In the upper left hand corner, you can see what became of certain elves who fell far from the hollow tree... if you get my drift. From the April issue of Sunset magazine.

You can totally see that Time-Tossed Poet is falling for the postman in a big way. From the April issue of Sunset magazine.

Dad looks sheepish because he's wearing Mom's satin tap pants under his suit again. From the September issue of Family Circle magazine.

Across the page, there's a helpful chart, but frankly I lost interest once I confirmed that there were no Bloody Marys involved. :/ From the May issue of Family Circle magazine.

Four out of four nameless, voiceless proles agree that sore feet are awful, and that a cold beer would taste terrific right about now...

But sometimes, a cable assembly is just a cable assembly. Hmmm...

OMG! Vinylite™ nipples and... [gasp] Extra-Heavy NUTS! (Yes, I am secretly eleven years old. What of it?)