It took me a few seconds to get the joke; maybe I was distracted by the accompanying image.
I can relate, as I’m sure you can, with being caught up in new postcards, to the exclusion of everything else.
This timeless bit of humor is actually dated, with a copyright stamp showing 1970, and comes from the collection of my Aunt Brenda, the family’s previous Keeper of the Postcards.
Bleached hair, butterfly tattoo over the heart, the color-coordinated, overzealous eye-shadow, and a vocabulary that would peel paint. I think I’m in love.
At first I thought that the artist might have been employing sarcasm with this caption. But then I thought, what woman doesn’t live to wait on her man hand and foot?
My grandmother used to hang out clothes to dry in the wintertime, but never quite got results like this.
Most of the Byron Collection photos are documentary in nature, but this one’s a bit odd. Correct me if I’m wrong, but the man in this picture is a woman with a false mustache.
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