A fantastic stash of vintage magazines came into our possession recently.* Well, I say fantastic... They're fantastic if, like me, you find there's nothing like a little tackiness to bring some brightness to a gloomy day.
Tackiness comes in many forms but you can't beat a bit of kitsch knitwear, can you? There's plenty of it to be found within the pages of 'Pins and Needles' and it seems only apt that I ended up with the condition of the same name after unwisely kneeling on the floor to browse through them. But, oh you know how it is, you see a 1963 article on how to crochet a doily and you're hooked. (No pun intended.)
Anyway, I can't keep them all to myself! Let me treat you to some of the images and ads from that bygone age when the sound of our mothers' knitting needles clacking away was loaded with a strange sense of doom for us children of the '60s. We just knew we might end up looking something like this...
Life wasn't so great for our mums, either. 40-22-35? "Where do you fail?" Ffs!
There's nothing like a disembodied dog's head on a trophy shield to give you nightmares...
...oh, other than a wild-eyed, demented Gonk who wants to lick you. Lucky? I think not.
Still, if you seek something a little more sophisticated, you could always install a quilted cocktail bar:
- and invite Eric and Ernie over to compare sweaters
"What do you think of it so far?"
He'll grow out of it...
More creepy ideas to scare the children
The ultimate in suave
And finally, is it a dress? Is it a tablecloth? It's both!
* With many thanks to Pete.