This exquisite Easter bunny arrived yesterday from Germany.  Looks like she’s keeping all of her eggs in one basket. Is it just me, or are the Photoshopped ears realistic to the point of being creepy? At least she has a cute tail.

GirlZoot sent this stunning picture postcard along, but was at a loss to guess what the purpose of this press conference might have been. Isn’t it obvious? It’s about the Golden Globes.

This photo by Stefano De Luigi was an entry in the 1996 World Press Photo of the Year Contest, but won no prize. However, Mr. De Luigi has won prizes for three of his other photos in other years.

In addition to her Orphaned Postcard Project, PostMuse is working on 365 days of mail art, sending a mailpiece to 365 different people, with each piece involving food or beverages. How fortunate that she chose to include this señorita linda as well.

This sturdy card was found on my front lawn, perhaps twenty feet from my mailbox. I’m not sure how long it spent outdoors, but the card had completely rolled into a cylinder. After a week or so under a stack of heavy books, it’s once again (nearly) flat.

Patty from Just Letter Rip, of whom I’ve been so neglectful from an epistolary point of view, sent me this beautiful Curt Teich linen postcard, published in 1935. Even the US Postal Service couldn’t bring themselves to mar this pristine postcard; it arrived in excellent condition. Thanks, Patty!

TessyT in Queensland sends along this beach-going bronzed individual. The strange thing about it is that the model didn’t start out in a bikini; it was added to the photo later. Is is really that difficult in Australia to convince women to be photographed in a bikini instead of in the nude? If so, how much is plane fare to Australia? Or did the publisher of this card, Sidney Hughes of Brisbane, blow his royalty budget on the nude shot, then decided he needed a PG version?

Here’s a gal who likes her champagne dry and expensive. This reproduction of a 1930′s calendar poster from Gande, Price & Company of Hong Kong shows you just the type of high-class ladies you can attract with some high-class hooch. But, if you’re not a high roller, not to worry; they’ll hook you up with some Taylor’s Gin, Tuborg beer, or even some grape juice, if you happen to be dating someone who’s not as high maintenance as this lady appears to be.

This card is one of six poster reproductions which arrived yesterday from Qianqian, my new best friend in China. One of the cards she sent, a 1918 calendar poster from the Lobowl Medical Company, already exists in my collection. I’ll post the other four as the weeks go by.

I hesitated just a little before posting these cards from Kris, as they seem at first glance to be a little more objectifying than my normal fare — but they do meet the criteria of girls who go postal and, despite first glances, Kris’s commentary finds the beauty within:

“It is interesting to note that often the face of ‘the beautiful woman’ in myth and fairy tales (was) left unseen…. Feminists tend to think it was a patriarchal conspiracy to depict women as objects but, like the prohibition against God’s graven image, I think it can be argued that no man or woman has ever captured the full picture of any truly beautiful woman. Nothing against trying…. In the attempt we perhaps get closer or at least come to know our weaknesses.”

Kris continues: “This is definitely a modern Aphrodite fresh from the clamshell — though its possible she could be one of the Sirens seen in the Odyssey. Either way, I think she and Bronzy are two of the immortals.”

This 1930 pin-up was known to her admirers as “A Little Salt,” but Postmuse writes that it’s something to pepper my New Year. And it did, arriving here on New Year’s Eve. It seems as though the pinups of yesteryear were all short and curvy; I’m glad that curves have made a well-deserved comeback.

As good as a nod to a blind bat. Kris always manages to find the best cards. If this gal’s pose looks a little awkward, or if she looks a little pixellated, it’s because this is a lenticular “stereo” card: the view changes depending upon the angle at which you view it. Observed from an angle, this young lady has no wink and a Mona Lisa smile; looked at straight on, you get something close to the image above. Please make allowances for the not-quite-true-to-life view provided by the scanner.

This postcard is a little thicker than average, in order to create the effect, so naturally the Postal Service did their best to destroy it.

I just died in your arms tonight. Rosa in Mexicali, Baja California very kindly sent me a third postcard from the Mexican Calendar Girls Postcard Box by Chronicle Books. Being generally suspicious of Correos de México (the postal service there), she mailed this card from California, USA.

The image on this card is entitled Sacrificio (“Sacrifice”) and first appeared circa 1945. The doomed maiden rests in the arms of what appears to be an Aztec god, and is clearly overjoyed about it. Her honeymoon, perhaps? I must admit that looking at her makes me a little giddy myself.