Showing posts with label bathing suits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bathing suits. Show all posts

Sunday, July 8, 2012

A Blinding Pulse of Pulchritude

Yeah, Bette looks damn plush in her 30s-era bathing suit, but I tell you, fellas, Joan Blondell is hiding a corpus that could take you from 6 o'clock to 2 in nothing flat. 


If you can find one of her rare nude photos, you will see I am right.


Via It Is Not Safe Here

Sunday, April 22, 2012

The Senorita Is Saying

"I'm so jealous. I wish my parents would let me wear a two-piece."


Or how about paying for a bikini wax for the poor thing.


Many Thanks to Sloth Unleashed



Saturday, March 17, 2012

Those Frumpy 30s Bathing Suits

Yes, they were pretty grandmotherly from our post-modern perspective, but, as evidenced by this photo, the suits generally did not incorporate the bra insert that later suits would feature. So, men back then could reasonably expect to see how robustly a young lady was equipped in the baby-mouth-access department. And, imagine how much that was enhanced when the suits absorbed some water.


Oh, yeah, things were pretty sweet back then, in some ways.


Many Thanks to Hoodoo That Voodoo

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Although Not Evidenced By This Particular Photo

The old canvas bathing suits were quite prone to manifesting "cameltoes". Look for them in other photos of Roaring Twenties bathing beauties.


Many Thanks to Unexplained Cinema