Curated images from the past
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icepixieTravel back in time with the latest interesting images from Shorpy.
Marathon dancers. The woman on the right is glaring daggers at the winning couple because that crown should've been HERS, although she's kind of glad she didn't end the night in slippers and a housecoat. Meanwhile, the woman on the left is asking herself, "Jesus Christ, what did I just watch?"
Jailhouse blues.
Welcome to Meow Meow Airlines. Your pilot is Mr. Fluffykins.
Take one look, and this is kind of boring. Take another look, and it's creepy as hell.
This photo of some young men by a post office makes me think of Edward Hopper.
This "camp tent" is more fabulous than my bedroom.
Someone's about to tip into the drink. Nice composition, though.
The hippie bus of 1940.
I am so glad I don't have to carry this camera anywhere.
"Hey, fella. Can I see your plane?" / "Uh, um, I...yeah! Sure!"
I think the first requirement for joining this dance troupe is being dead.
New frontiers in feline locomotion.
As God is my witness, I didn't think trains could fly.
Really!
Continuing our series on trains...
And train tracks, for that matter. Also: Brrrr.
Candygram!
Precurser to the tiny house movement?
If Molly from the American Girls series was about ten years older during the war, I suspect she would be much like the redhead in this picture.
D'awwwwwwwww.
I am completely charmed by the image of bumper cars with 1940s styling.
For those who aren't content to just put up a Christmas tree, now you can BE the tree!
And now for the video portion of the evening, I move to the present and present:
Labs beingidiots amusing.
Catsbeing assholes taking over dog beds.
Marathon dancers. The woman on the right is glaring daggers at the winning couple because that crown should've been HERS, although she's kind of glad she didn't end the night in slippers and a housecoat. Meanwhile, the woman on the left is asking herself, "Jesus Christ, what did I just watch?"
Jailhouse blues.
Welcome to Meow Meow Airlines. Your pilot is Mr. Fluffykins.
Take one look, and this is kind of boring. Take another look, and it's creepy as hell.
This photo of some young men by a post office makes me think of Edward Hopper.
This "camp tent" is more fabulous than my bedroom.
Someone's about to tip into the drink. Nice composition, though.
The hippie bus of 1940.
I am so glad I don't have to carry this camera anywhere.
"Hey, fella. Can I see your plane?" / "Uh, um, I...yeah! Sure!"
I think the first requirement for joining this dance troupe is being dead.
New frontiers in feline locomotion.
As God is my witness, I didn't think trains could fly.
Really!
Continuing our series on trains...
And train tracks, for that matter. Also: Brrrr.
Candygram!
Precurser to the tiny house movement?
If Molly from the American Girls series was about ten years older during the war, I suspect she would be much like the redhead in this picture.
D'awwwwwwwww.
I am completely charmed by the image of bumper cars with 1940s styling.
For those who aren't content to just put up a Christmas tree, now you can BE the tree!
And now for the video portion of the evening, I move to the present and present:
Labs being
Cats