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Oscar Dreaming in Your Maidenform Bra

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Vintage maidenform I Dreamed Ad Woman and Bull

I Dreamed I Was Part Of The Me Too Movement In My Maidenform Bra

Thanks to the Me Too Movement women have taken the bull by the horn stating loudly that sexual misconduct and abuse is no longer acceptable.

The rampant mistreatment of women in the workplace has been exposed, as exposed as the conical bra clad women were in the infamous “I Dreamed” series of mid-century ads from Maidenform.

Times Up

Seen through the prism of the current #MeToo movement, these iconic Maidenform ads are a lot more ironic.

Especially during Oscar season.

The series of advertisements  that ran for nearly two decades featuring bra attired women in unlikely, often traditional “manly” situations seem to confirm what women already suspected – a shapely figure was a stepping stone to career advancement.

Yes, nothing said dress for success more than coming to work with no clothes on above the waist except  a boss-pleasing bra that promised  an uplift to any career move.

Maidenform took to Hollywood in one of their I Dreamed ads. After all doesn’t the dream of every young gal contain a chance at Hollywood?

Unintentionally these revealing ads reveal a truth about Hollywood. A casting couch and a conical-shaped bra were a match made in Hollywood heaven.

But as Hollywood has recently exposed what we long knew,  many of these dreams turned into nightmares.

And The Oscar Goes to… Maidenform

vintage Maidenform Bra Ad I Dreamed Academy Awards

“I Dreamed I Won the Academy Awards in My Maidenform Bra ran in 1953. The Me Too movement cloud hung over the Oscars as Hollywood has shone a glaring klieg light on the rampant sexual misconduct .

 

“I’m the brightest star in cinema circles…the leading figure among filmland’s dream girls.

With Maidenform’s bra in the supporting role, mine is the best rounded performance of the year”

And the Oscar for best rounded performance goes to…

Sally Starr was Hollywood’s newest wonder girl in 1953.

Ever wonder how she got there?

Her life was the stuff of daydreams. There may be luckier gals in the world, but if there are this statuesque beauty didn’t know  them. She was living the glamorous life in Hollywood…lunch at the Brown Derby and Romanoffs, spotted nightclubbing  with the stars at Ciros.

Her life was a whirl of gaiety and excitement.  And now as an Academy Award winner she was the envy of practically every actress in Hollywood.

Naturally in her acceptance speech she understood more than most that she should thank Maidenform for getting her where she is. Because no bra does so much for your figure…and career. And Sally Star proved it. Hard work sure, but Maiedenform catapulted her and her shapely bosom to this dazzling place.

So how did this small town gal pull off this trick?

Are You Ready For Your Casting Couch?

vintage ad 1953 Maidenform Bra Actress

I Dreamed I Had a Screen Tests in my Maidenform Bra . Vintage ad 1950

 

“Lights Camera! Action! I never felt so like a star…and all because my Maidenform bra plays my best supporting role! See why Maidenform and I make such a rave notice picture? See why Maidenform is your dreams bra come true!”

A happy, well-adjusted girl takes a look in her mirror one morning and knows she’s Hollywood Bound.

Like most mid-century gals, small town Sally was star struck, catching the Hollywood bug fast and hard. With acting and voice lessons under her belt, this mid western Miss  began saving her money for her chance at a big studio screen test and the silver screen.

But when it came, she fluffed it.

The director took one quick look at her and Sally knew she goofed. Her smart, borrowed but button downed  Don Loper number  was not what the director wanted. Or expected.

Sally Get’s Wise to the Ways of Hollywood

Sally knew a change in her hair-do would not be enough to catch his eye. It wasn’t long before a pal wised up this sob sister to the ways of Hollywood. The right amount of uplift would uplift her career giving it the boost she needed.

A screen test was a more hands on proposition, her pal explained to Sally. And if she wanted to be taken seriously she intended to be more hands on. The answer- a Maidenform Bra. All starlets knew Hollywood stars could afford any bra – and still they insist on Maidenform. Why? Because no bra does so much for your figure, your love life …and especially your career.

Every gal worth her salt knew being attended by an interested man was the ultimate feminine goal.

Ready For My Close Up

Lucky for her, Sally’s next screen test was a success. Her Maidenform and she got rave notices.

This time she was ready for her close up.

Before she knew it,  it was Lights! Camera! and Action! and boy, oh boy was there plenty of action!

Of course there were things that no one could know. Even as Sally let her brain form the thought she discarded it. The door closed. Forever. She was a star.

All that mattered was Sally Starr was on her way to a brilliant, career. Her Maidenform defined her figure and her career…beautifully.

Hopefully the days of demanding sexual favors in return for career advancement will now seem as outdated as these vintage ads are.

Tomorrow:  Career Advancement – Dream On -Maidenform Dream Ads

© Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2018.


Maidenform Dream Ads – Iconic and Ironic

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Vintage MaidenForm Bra Ad I dreamed I was a fireman picture of woman in bra

Maidenform’s vintage iconic ads have become a lot more ironic as the prevalence of sexual harassment and mistreatment in the workplace have become part of our national dialogue.

Women Learn to Dream On

Once upon a time the Mad Men of Madison Avenue encouraged women to boldly step into positions of power, independence  and adventure.

Am I dreaming?

Venturing out into the cold war career world dominated by mad men was a tricky landscape to navigate for the mid century Miss. When it came to career advancement,  mid-century women could basically dream on.

Vintage Maidenform Dream Ad Election

But Maidenform Bras encouraged the ladies to be brazen, be bold; there was no adventure, situation or job she couldn’t dream of tackling. When it came to aspirations, Maidenform said dream big.

A bullfighter, a construction worker,  a safari hunter,  even a politician. That is, if m’lady knew how to dress for success. Stand out  from the crowd gals in your conical Maidenform bra. Nothing spoke  “serious career girl” more than wearing a boss-pleasing bra to work, especially when worn without a blouse.

Vintage Maidenform Bra Ad

Stenography skills shaky?  No problem. You’re sure to stand out in the secretarial pool in your Maidenform bra. Nothing could advance a career more and catch the eye of the V.P. Do I see executive secretary in your future?

The whole world would be at your footsteps with just the right padding .

Maidenform Sales Gets an Uplift

Vintage Ad Maidenform Bra Flying a kite

“I’ve Got the World on a String! Vintage Maidenform Bra Ad

Maidenform’s “I Dreamed” campaign was conceived by a woman copywriter at a N.Y. ad agency during the post war years when women were unceremoniously sent back to hearth and home from their brief stink of independence in the work force during WWII. It was clear bored housewives needed a bit of  escape as the wildly successful ad campaign kept women dreaming for nearly two decades.

Vintage Maidenform Bra Advertisment I Dreamed Chariot

The dreams themselves changed but the ads were formulaic, always  featuring  a scantily clad woman confessing she daringly dreamed of doing a more “manly job” all while  wearing her brassiere. The scenes were all imaginary and often absurd.  Whether fighting in a bullring or hunting in a safari, they were no more absurd in fact than working on a construction site or fighting a fire, jobs not even open to the mid century Miss.

Vintage Maidenform I Dreamed Ad 1960s

What the ads all made clear was that the path to success in the mainly male dominated world was paved with seduction. The conical constructed bra made every bosom ready for lift off giving every career a boost.

Now I Learn My ABC’s

Vintage Ad Maidenform Bra I Dreamed School 1950s

No matter the level of education, a smart cookie learned her ABC’s early – that is her cup size was essential to success.

In fact one ambitious Miss went back to school in nothing but her brassier  though her degree might mean little in comparison to the uplift achieved by her bra with the special bias cut for superb separation and contours.

Be The Chief and Siren Too

 

I dreamed I was a fireman in Maidenform Bra 1953 “I’m the chief and the Siren too- the most incendiary figure in the 5 alarm dream”

Women could step brazenly into dreams of power and influence,  attributes that remained an unimaginable dream for too long. The copy describing the incendiary figure the bra created:  “dangerous yes…but beautifully under control,” could just as likely be said about a woman’s ambition.

And when she dared more than just dream, as we now know, many women often had to suffer through some nightmares to achieve that.

I Dreamed  I Was…..

Vintage Maidenform Ads I Dreamed

Donald Trump inspired construction jobs? Fighting Fires or doing construction was as unimaginable and fantastical for a mid-century woman than was riding a chariot or fighting a Tiger on Safari.

Private Eye

 

Vintage ad Maidenform I Dreamed Private Eye

Vintage Ad 1953

I read past the headlines- searching for clues about the most wanted figure! Arresting to look at- the thriller with a secret no one would suspect. Private eyes- concealed bust pads foam rubber build up you’d never detect.

Big Game Hunter

Vintage ad Maidenform I Dreamed Hunter

I’m the daring young lady from Niger.

Who smiles as she goes hunting tiger.

My figure is svelte.

The best on the veldt.

Or anywhere else says the Tiger.”

Artist

Vintage Maidenform Ad I Dreamed Artist 1950s

Vintage Ad 1953

“I’m dabbling in dreams…with the whole world at my footsteps! The critics come to look at my work, and they stay to look at me! They say Ive a genius for line an absolute mastery of form. Could it be they mean my Maidenform Figure?

Jury Pool

Vintage Maidenform Bra Dream Ad 1960s

Politics

Vintage ad Maidenform I Dreamed Politics

Seem through the lens of our current Me Too movement as the prevalence of sexual harassment in the workplace become part of our national dialogue, these iconic ads are lot more ironic. Its hard in fact to look at them without a bit of shock and awe.

 I’m a sure winner because I’m on the right track. My platform: a vote for me is a vote for Maidenform. No wonder I’m the peoples choice for the figure of the year.

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© Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2018.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trump Supporters Would Rather Fight Than Switch

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Vintage ad tareyton cigarettes restyled anti Trump

Donald Trump values loyalty above all else – even it seems integrity.

When it comes to his supporters, no one has more loyal supporters than Trump. Believe me.

And that’s not fake news.

It’s difficult to explain the sheer strength of staunch loyalty these Americans show for the President, no matter how feckless or reckless he may be.

Join the Un-Switchables

Vintage tareyton Cigarette Ad "Us Tareyton smokers would rather fight than switch" 1960s

His multiple failings seem to be ignored or forgotten particularly by people of faith who are abnormally faithful to him.

The Religious Right, the once-upon-a-time very definition of “family values”  have clearly chosen to overlook his personal failings and salacious, scandalous history in return for his backing on key social issues. Despite the daily foibles, mishaps and embarrassments, these Donald Devotees have dug in their heels. Hush money to a porn star? Pshaw… that storm will pass.

In fact it seems, they’d rather fight than switch.

Tareyton Cigarettes- Aggressive Loyalty

Vintage tareyton Cigarette Ad "Us Tareyton smokers would rather fight than switch" 1960s

Their  stubborn and slavish loyalty reminds me of the very successful vintage ad campaign for Tareyton cigarettes that had a successful run in the 1960’s through the 1970’s. The target of the long running print and TV ad campaign was to create loyalty among smokers of Tareyton.

Vintage tareyton Cigarette Ad "Us Tareyton smokers would rather fight than switch" 1960s

Like Trump, Tareyton – a brand of cigarettes produced by the American Tobacco Company –  was   a dark  horse in the tobacco industry  race hoping to challenge industry giants Phillip Morris’ Marlboro and R.J. Reynold’s Winston for the brass ring of more devoted customers.

Thanks to the catchy phrase, “ Us Tareyton smokers would rather fight than switch” and the distinctive ads featuring close ups of smiling models all sporting a black eye, Tareyton developed a fierce loyalty. And the memorable tag line became part of popular culture.

The slogan was so popular it even entered politics briefly with another Republican conservative when it was adopted by supporters of Barry Goldwater during the  1964 Presidential campaign for presidency. Perky  Goldwater girls went to Goldwater’s opponents events wearing bandages and sporting signs saying “We’d rather fight than switch.”

Don’t Be a Dummy

Vintage Tareyton Cigarette Ad Man with Dummy" Us Tareryton smokers would rather fight than switch" sitch

Like Tareyton cigarettes, Trump inspires aggressive loyalty.

But loyalty has its price.

Most Trump loyalists who have left the administration  have done so sporting their own black eye, their reputations and careers tarnished, by association with the Trump White House.

And like the blissfully unaware smoker loyal to something that would ultimately be dangerous to their health, so the blind Trump supporter acts against  their own self interest. You don’t need a surgeon general’s warning to see the impending danger of Trump.

Sadly, his supporters will watch their American Dream go up in smoke.

 

© Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2018.

Jews and Christmas

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Illustration 1950's vintage children at Xmas time

Like many American Jews, I secretly covet Christmas.

Though taught in the Ten Commandments not to covet thy neighbors wife, there was no explicit directive to coveting thy neighbors holiday.

Holiday cheer for some Jews also includes a touch o’ holiday envy. This has nothing to do with not fully embracing my own cherished Jewish traditions of Hanukkah.

With its pervasive display of merriment, Christmas can feel to outsiders like the twinkling embodiment of the American Dream.

One in which we are left out in the cold.

vintage image Christmas decorations

Perpetual observers of this ultimate national celebration, we are never full participants. As though peeking through a picture window looking in at the Norman Rockwell tableau’s of happy gentile families gaily decorating their Christmas trees with glitzy shimmering lights and cherished heirloom oranaments taken out of hibernation, we could enjoy it from the sidelines.

 

Vintage illustration family at Christma time decorating tree

This glittering part of American life winking at us seductively from neighbor’s homes, shop windows, and the mass media always seemed just outside my grasp. It is a constant reminder we are a minority here.

When it comes to Christmas, Jews are the Other. Except when we are not.

The truth is, in my pre-school years, my Jewish family did celebrate Christmas.

Sort of.

Christmas Celebration

vintage Housewife decorating Xmas table

It helped that my paternal grandfather, Papa Moishe was born on December 25th just like Jesus another Jewish boychik.  In Dad’s family, his fathers birthday became a day of celebration and big family gatherings of the whole mishpokhe on Christmas Day carried over into my own childhood. Whose birthday we were celebrating was at times unclear.

Because Papa wasn’t the only one to get presents on December 25th.

Vintage Santa illustration

For the first few years of my childhood, Santa Claus in fact did squeeze his corporeal self down our narrow brick chimney to deliver cheerily wrapped presents. In a suburban house without a fireplace like ours, I suspect Santa swooped down directly to our finished basement landing softly on the ping-pong table having to trudge up the stairs to leave presents for my brother and myself.

Vintage Santa Clause Coca Cola Ad

I often wondered whether Santa made a pit stop in our kitchen as he did in the classic Coca-Cola ads. Of course in our refrigerator, Santa wouldn’t  find any of the frosty green bottles of Coke which he was accustomed to, but he could pause for a refreshment courtesy of Cotts Cream Soda, or Dr. Brown’s Cel Ray, perhaps stopping to take a nosh of the Hebrew National salami that was always stocked  in our Frigidaire.

 

collage Holiday Christmas Ham ad and Nativity Scene

Naturally my parents had their limits when it came to certain Christmas traditions.

Neither a stately Douglas fir with its scented blue-green leaves or a shiny silver Aluminum Xmas tree ever graced our mid-century living room. There would be no sentimental ornaments, no glowing bubble lights, nor silver icicles. The exotic scents of balsam and baking holiday ham was strictly off-limits, as forbidden as Oy- Gevalt! a ceramic crèche.

Nor would there be there any merry red felt Christmas stockings. In its place were my father’s oversize woolen argyle socks stuffed to the gills with small tchotchkes.

The one lone Christmas decoration often shared space with our menorah.

A tall plastic Santa Claus figurine beaming merrily from the top of the mahagony Emerson TV set. He watched over the proceeding on Christmas Eve as my parents wrapped toys assembling and fumbling with D batteries all through the night as Perry Como and Nat King Cole sang out their Christmas tunes on their RCA hi-fi.

collage Vintage ad for Christmas toys and Jesus

Truth be told, I am not sure this was all kosher with my more observant Jewish mother.

Christmas is after all inescapably Christian as much as it’s been commercialized and secularized over the years. She did not want to keep the Christ in Christmas.

“You’re Entitled!”

I suspect it was the cajoling of my more secular father who was beguiled by Christmas’s charms and didn’t want to deprive his dear children of this gift-giving extravaganza.  The miracle of Hanukkah couldn’t hold a candle to the magic of Christmas, or so my father felt. The heroic exploits of the Maccabees would not be enough to hold our attention, hoo-ha!

A Santa Claus Christmas won hands down.

Initially.

Yes Shmulie, There is a Santa Claus

Vintage picture Santa Clause in Uncle Sam Hat with children

If gifts were involved a visit to Santa was mandatory  Since Santa Claus was as American an icon as Uncle Sam, my mother saw  no harm in it. Plotzing down on a jolly plump man’s lap to request a litany of consumer items seemed as American as apple pie.

The week before Christmas Mom and I would head into N.Y.C. Along with viewing the magical Christmas displays in all the department store windows, we stopped in Best & Company a  Department Store on Fifth Avenue to have my hair cut and curled at the tony children’s salon.

vintage illustration children visiting Santa Claus

I would exit picture perfect for sitting on Santa’s lap in Macys our final destination. My blonde hair and blue eyes belied my heritage and I fit in seamlessly with other little boys and girls who waited patiently on line for their chance to ask for the most sought-after toys likely heard hawked on “The Mickey Mouse Club.”

A glance at my baby book reveals what I got for Christmas. Along with a record of my vaccinations and my first steps, is a record of baby’s Christmas diligently written in by my mother. There is nary a mention of holiday gelt but a single recording of what Santa delivered for my third Christmas. It was a lollapalooza of gifts fit for any mid-century boy or girl or both:

A gasoline pump, hunting equipment, gun, canteen, mess kit, a doll stroller, doll high chair, Ginette Doll and  Blue Teddy Bear.

My religious identity was apparently as diverse and inclusive as the list of toys I received.

Enough With the Christmas!

My visits to Santa stopped abruptly as did my Christmas celebration once I began grade school. Perhaps in an effort to solidify my identity as a Jew and dispel any confusion, Hanukkah would forever take prominence. The gift giving now stretched out to eight full days which for a child was the real miracle of Hanukkah.

Curiously, the few pictures taken of me with the department store Santa suspiciously disappeared years later.

In a house of hoarders, no colorful Kodak snapshots of that event exist.  Was evidence destroyed as part of my parent’s plausible denial allowing me to sail though Hebrew school without this taint to my past? Was Jewish Guilt to blame?

But for the baby book inscription, no trace of my former life as a shiksa exists to this day.

The fond memories, however, remain.

Next: Jews and Christmas – Not so New

My father was not alone in his feelings and in fact there was a long history of Jews in America celebrating Christmas. Hanukkah had long been a minor festival in the Jewish religion. As a way to feel assimilated many immigrant Jews at the turn of the last century adopted Christmas customs such as  gift giving. The Yiddish press at the time even took note running articles asking “Why should Jewish children not have Christmas trees?”

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Home For Christmas…If Only In My Dreams

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Vintage Illustration Christmas Coke ad 1943 Servicemen home for Xmas

For most American servicemen and women serving in the military overseas their holiday wish is simple: to be home for Christmas.

Soldiers sacrifice much for the sake of others, not the least of which is being able to spend the  holidays with their loved ones.

No Christmas song captures the soldier’s heartfelt longing more than  “I’ll Be Home for Xmas.”

The melancholy words of the soldier overseas writing a letter home, echos generations of  soldiers who long to be home but are unable to e because of the war.

The wistful holiday classic written during WWII was the perfect sentimental war-time song holding deep meaning to U.S. troops overseas and it rings as meaningful today as it did over 70 years ago when it was first recorded in 1943. It was so popular it became the most requested song ar USO shows.

Christmas on the Home Front

 

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“Well! Look at Jimmy…pitching in on a man-sized job! Dad will be proud, when he knows” Vintage ad Carnation Milk 1943

Unlike today when service in the military is not shared by most Americans, WWII was a time when most families had at least one empty chair around the Christmas dinner table.

In the winter of 1943 the U.S. was a long way from victory despite the Allied victories at Guadalcanal, Tunisia and the surrender of Italy.

Wartime Christmas was different from the jolly ones we remembered.

Sure there were evergreen trees, and bright red  holly,  but grim necessity had forced so many things to change, now that war time rationing and shortages were in full swing. Ass the war continued nearly every item Americans ate, wore, used or lived in was rationed or regulated.

Christmas shopping continued if not with a heavy heart, then a with a strong back since shoppers were encouraged to carry all their packages home no matter how large due to cuts in delivery services. Even Xmas cards were scarce due to the paper shortage.

Guns and Butter

Vintage Ad Armour & Company WWII

Holiday meals took on a war time footing

Our traditional holiday standing rib roast would have to wait till after the war since fighting men needed muscle-building meat more than we did. Unless you had an in witha butcher or patronized Mr. Black  ( on the Black Market) housewives often trudged from butcher to butcher seeeking a decent cut of meat.

Christmas would be less sweet without all the sugary treats since both sugar and butter were rationed too.

Of course we were better off than most of the boys overseas who would be eating Christmas dinner from a mess kit, so it was unpatriotic to complain.

But Uncle Sam tried to be a genial host over the holidays for our fighting soldiers and he promised a Christmas dinner with all the trimmings. In fact Armour promised its readers in the 1942 ad that: “This Christmas, millions of men in the service will find their holiday meal as bountiful as they enjoyed at home.”

So many traditional gifts were also unavailable.

That new pair of roller skates for Jr. would be hard to find since metals were desperately needed for war duty,  perfume for Mom was near impossible to get since the alcohol used to produce  it was vital to the war, and the holiday Whitman’s box of chocolates for Grandma was hard to come by because so many were going to our fighting men here and abroad.

A new Hoover vaccum always on M’Lady’s wish list would have to wait. Manufacturing had halted turning to making material s of war.  In its stead Hoover suggested a gift War Bonds for Christmas:

This Christmas a war Bond is just about the finest present we can think of.

Some day there’ll be Victory…Some day those War bonds will turn into US currency, …for when the Good Day comes to pay for new electric cleaners and automobiles and refrigerators and stoves.”

Fondly remembered things would mean more than ever.

The Ghosts of Christmas Past

WWII Xmas radio vintage ad

Vintage Christmas advertisement Stromberg Carlson 1943
The company was currently devoting all their energy to making communications equipment to help speed victory so new radios were not. being produced. “If there are families who are getting courage from their pre war Stromberg Carlsons this Christmas,” the copy reads, “we are deeply thankful.”

The all too familiar trajectory of the American family’s Christmas in wartime was summed up in one sentimental wartime ad.

This Stromberg-Carlson radio that ran during Christmas time 1943 tugged at the heartstrings. It featured one such war-torn family, that gained strength thanks to the music from their Stromberg Carlson radio.

It seemed the only thing that got Lorraine Babbitt through Xmas that year was music.

Bing Crosby had really out done himself last Christmas season with his dreamy White Christmas.” How could Der Bingle possibly top himself this year,” she wondered.

The baritone crooner didn’t disappoint.

His Christmas time offering for 1943 “I’ll be Home for Christmas” caused lumps to form in everyone’s throats from the home front to the front lines.

The heartfelt words of the soldier overseas writing a letter home could have been anyone’s son, brother or husband. It certainly could have been Lorraine’s husband John.

 I’ll Be Home for Xmas

You can plan on me

Please have snow and mistletoe and presents on the tree

I’ll be home for Xmas, if only in my dreams

illustration 1940s family Xmas

Lorraine would play that 78 record of the melancholy song over and over as if merely wishing John home for Xmas would make it so. Lorraine grew forlorn, her  thoughts drifting back to a happier time , Christmas 1940, a full year before Pearl Harbor and our last Christmas of peace for a while.

Silent night, Holy night…All is calm…”

“She was back three years ago and John was leading her into the room…and then she saw it the radio with a big red ribbon around it! She hadn’t said a word…just turned and kissed John…the kids had squealed with delight.”

vintage illustration Xmas family 1940s

The Caisson” go rollin along”…

By 1942, her husband John had been drafted  but was granted a Christmas furlough much to the delight of Lorraine.

”Last year, John came home from camp unexpectedly…it was last-minute leave and they’d had no warning. That was a wonderful Christmas…with the kids wearing Johns uniform and marching to the music. If war were only marching and music…”Lorraine muses to herself wistfully.

“There’s a long, long trail a-winding…”

vintage illustration woman radio 1940s

Illustration from Vintage WWII Christmas advertisement Stromberg Carlson 1943

Now it was Christmas 1943.

“In a few minutes it will be Christmas again… Christmas without John,” Lorraine shares with the reader. “Tomorrow will be bad…there will be memories that hurt…but the children must have a real Christmas…the children. Tonight she’d sit and listen to music…and, in the soft sweet strains, she’d reach across the world and be with John…tonight.”

If only in her dreams…..

Merry Christmas to all and to all who can’t be with their loved ones for the holidays.

© Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2018.

Income Inequality A Chilling History

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ecomomy 1930s income inequality

Depressing news- income inequality in America isn’t new.

Frigid winters during the Great Depression could be particularly cruel as the chasm between the toasty haves and the chilly have not’s grew wider.

Decked out in their luxurious Russian Lynx or Persian lamb fur coats, harsh winter was no problem at all for the well-to-do; struggling to pay for the winter coal delivery was a problem for many.

 

Soup Kitchen 1930's

As income inequality becomes the defining issue in this country today, the stark division seen in Depression era advertising seems oddly familiar.

While hardship, hunger and human despair was haunting much of the country in 1930,  the fortunate  1% were apparently  living life large.

As banks were failing, home evictions rising, and breadlines at soup kitchens lengthening, winter meant only one thing to those with deep pockets – a winter vacation.

How the Wealthy Weathered Winter

vintage illustration winter skiing car studebaker

Vintage advertisement Studebaker Cars 1930 Lake Placid
“How significant, then, that so many of these play-bound motor cars should be Studebaker’s smart straight Eights.

Although it was the height of the Depression it was also, we learn in a December 1930 ad,  “the height of the winter sports season” where  Lake Placid attracted an elite selection of ski bunny swells.

Arriving at the plush resort in the Adirondack Mountains of N.Y. in their snazzy Studebaker Eights announced to the world they had arrived.

Clearly these play-bound fat cats schussing down the slopes as the economy spiraled downward, were part of the elite. That this ad ran in “Good Housekeeping” alongside helpful articles suggesting “budget saving meal tips” seems mind-boggling.

vintage illustration skiers 1930

While everything was falling – industrial output, unemployment, wages, prices and human spirits, the rich need only worry about accidentally falling during a ski run.

“Flashing down the snow buttressed highways from Au Sable Forks toward Lake Placid, ride mainly those of means and discernment,” the ad explains as if it needed explaining, to those counting their every penny.

At a time when men re-sharpened and reused old razor blades and used 25 watt light bulbs to save electricity, few but those of means could afford a new car. When a Ford costing  $495 was a pipe dream,  a basic Studebaker starting at $1,395 was unthinkable.

Vintage Chrysler Imperial advertisement 1930

Vintage Chrysler Imperial advertisement 1930
For sheer luxury, the Chrysler Imperial Eights costing $ 3595 were ” everything the word “‘Imperial’ signifies…as the dictionary says ‘fit for an emperor; magnificent; imposing; superior in size or quality.”

“Even if you have your own chauffeur,” this Chrysler Imperial ad informs us, “you will want to do the driving.”

As rampant unemployment and poverty became more and more common, the wealthy lived in a world that remained insular, arrogant, and out of touch.

Sound familiar?

vintage illustration 1930 wealthy country club retro helicopter

Perfect for the country club set was their own personal Pitcairn Autogiro, a precursor to the helicopter. This 1930 ad entices the reader : “Open areas surrounding almost any country club offer room for the owner of a Pitcairn Autogiro to fly directly to his golf game. The practicality of such use has long ago been demonstrated by those owners of the Pitcairn Autogiro who have flown to football games, race tracks, hunt meets and other social gatherings.”

Disconnect

NY Apple Sellers Depression 1930

The folks in these advertisements, these owners of fine country homes, town houses and yachts,  seem oblivious to the crumbling economy around them.

But then again so did their President.

In his December 2, 1930 message to Congress an optimistic  but delusional President Herbert Hoover  said “…that the fundamental strength of the economy is unimpaired.”

That December as the International Apple Shippers Association faced with a surplus of apples decided to sell them on credit to jobless men for resale at 5 cents each, the wealthy began packing their Louis Vuitton steamer trunks for their winter cruises.

Goodbye to All That

vintage illustration travelers on cruises french line 1930

Vintage Ad French Line Cruise Ships 1930
Naturally every need would be taken care of: “Bronzed and mustachioed tars whose Breton forefathers saw America before Columbus…well trained English-speaking servants within call…all is well-ordered for these fortunate travelers.”

For those less sports-inclined, a winter cruise was a  brilliant escape from harsh winter.

“Say Goodbye to All That,”  cheers on the headline in this 1930 ad for French Line Cruises.

A sumptuous liner with its spacious salons and charming staterooms where nothing is lacking, would take you far away from  wretchedness and misery and all that!

“Rackets and riveters cross town traffic and subways brownstone fronts with basement entrances conferences and conventions aren’t you fed up with them all?” the reader of the ad is asked.

Brother Can You Spare a Dime?

Depression era scenes Unemplyed Apple sellers and wealthy couple and their car

Who needed to be reminded of desperate men  in threadbare suits  selling apples on the street corner, hoboes and Hoovervilles?

“Now is the time when executives come back from lunch wondering why nothing tastes good anymore. Now is the time also when smart people give themselves a taste of good salt air and  few weeks abroad,” tempts the French Line advertisement.

Assuming the reader of this ad which appeared in “Fortune” magazine has a chauffeur the copy  goes on to say:

Seymour they say, ‘get out the trunks. We’re off on the vast deep’.. And presto! The moment they set foot on deck they’re in  France!

Ask your travel agent about voyaging on France afloat…and as the skyline vanishes from view wave your hand sniff in the salt breeze and say Goodbye to all that!

 

Little White Lies

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President Hoovers first reaction to the slump which followed the crash in October 1929 had been to treat it as a psychological disorder. He had chosen the word “Depression” because it sounded less frightening than “panic or “crisis”.
By the end of 1930 and unemployment rose sharply passing 4 million, meant a great deal of people were indeed “depressed.”

A secure job. a warm home, and food on the table; many during the Depression had already said goodbye to all that.

For members of the well-heeled class everything was aces!

Especially if you listened to one of their own, Secretary of the Treasury Andrew W. Mellon the banker, businessman, industrialist, and member of the prestigious and wealthy  Mellon family.

In the same year these ads ran, Mellon responded to the dire economic times commenting: ”I see nothing in the present situation that is either menacing or warrants pessimism. During the winter months there may be some slackness or unemployment, but hardly more than at this season each year.”

That dynamic duo of Wall Street and Washington  was personified by Andrew Mellon.

Regarded in the roaring 20s  as the greatest Secretary of the Treasury since Alexander Hamilton, only one year after the crash he was mocked by middle-class children chanting:

Mellon pulled the whistle

Hoover rang the bell

Wall Street gave the signal

And the country went to hell

Copyright (©) 2019 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

Hair Raising Ads

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Vintage 1970s shampoo ad Gee Your Hair Smells terrific

File these vintage  advertisements under shampoo ads we are not likely to see any time soon department.

For some seventies gals a head full of floral scented tresses may have made you deliciously nice to be near to entice Mr. Goodbar, but in the age of Joe Biden and MeToo they spell trouble.

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Vintage shampoo ads

Vintage shampoo ad Gee Your Hair Smells terrific

 

 

 

Kate Smith’s America

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It was the 1930’s. While a rotund and darn proud of it Kate Smith was belting out “God Bless America” causing a lump to form in our throats, and  our antiseptic kitchens were tastefully adorned with ceramic mammy and pappy salt and pepper shakers, American’s chuckled nightly to the number one radio show on the air,  “Amos and Andy” voiced by 2 white men.

Ain’t dat sumpthin.

Seen through today’s lens, 1930’s  America would appear to be a dark decade when it came to racial attitudes.

Kate Smith vintage ad for Pullman Trains Pullman porter

Its not suprising then that Kate Smith that patriotic Songbird of the South has suddenly come under scrutiny due to the unearthing of several songs she recorded  with Columbia records that contain overt racist lyrics.

Along with “That’s Why Darkies Were Born”  is another cringe-worthy number called “Pickanniny Heaven”  that was performed in a 1933 movie “Hello Everybody.” Smith dedicated the song to “a lot of a little colored chillen’ listening in, in an orphanage in New York City,” then singing about “the place where the good little Pickanninies go” where “great big watermelons roll around, getting in your way.”

Whether  crooning about darkies, picking cotton or pickanninies, the words are offensive to contemporary ears.

Mammy- How I Loves ya- My Dear Old Mammy

Not helping her newly tarnished reputation would be an advertisement from 1939 that  she appeared in which was quite frankly typical of its day. When she wasn’t belting out “God Bless America” Kate Smith lent her good name endorsing many products including  one for Calumet Baking Powder, which she promoted on her radio show.

Advertising has a long histsory of perpetuating sterotypes of blacks. The Mammy was the hands down favored stereotype for women  in print advertising.

These bandanna bedecked black women were  loyal to a fault; the sometimes sassy servant with a heart of gold made sure m’ white lady’s spotless home ran smoothly and made sho’ dem’ chilen’ of the misses were well fed and well clothed.

 

Vintage ad Kate Smith Mammy doll

This ad, not short on sexism too, tells the heartwarming story of Babs a young bride who longs to be as good a baker as her dear ol’ Mammy.  Frustrated by one cake failure after another, she sends away for a recipe book she heard advertised on Kate Smith’s radio program. Finally thanks to Kate Smith, Calumet and their recipe book,  her husband- pleasing cakes now rival Mammys.

To show her deep appreciation, Bab sews a Mammy doll to send to Kate Smith. If that sentimental tale doesn’t bring a tear to your eye , I don’t know what will:

“I always wanted to be as good at baking as my old mammy – and now I am! All on account of your recipe book and that wonderful economical and sure-fire Calumet. So wont you keep this Mammy doll in your dressing room to remind you of your grateful listener.”

Kate Smith's America Board Game

Does all this prove Kate Smith is a racist? I tend to think not.  This was Kate Smith’s America. She was a product of her time and as offensive as we view these images and words they must be seen in the context of the times they appeard.

Ironically, even the iconic song “God Bless America” itself came under attack when it was first sung by Kate Smith in 1938. In America there was always enough hate to go around.

Songwriter Irving Berlin who wrote “God Bless America” was a Jewish immigrant (born Israel Baline, the son of a Jewish cantor who fled persecution in Europe). Though the song was a hit when Smith performed it on her radio show , there were some who questioned  a yiddishe boychik like Berlin the  right to evoke God and to call the United States his “home sweet home.”

In 1940, the song was boycotted by the KKK and the Nazi-affiliated German American Bund.n fact , a newspaper of a domestic pro-Nazi organization voiced their opposition to the songwriting , “[I do] not consider G-B-A a ‘patriotic’ song, in the sense of expressing the real American attitude toward his country, but consider that it smacks of the ‘How glad I am’ attitude of the refugee horde.”

God Bless America.


Gloria Vanderbilt -Blue Jeans Fit For the Masses

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Gloria Vanderbilt

Gloria Vanderbilt,  the socialite to the manor born, promised to give the 99%  “the million dollar look.”

Imagine, dressing like a Vanderbilt!

Once upon a time, but not that long ago, a regular gal could be dressed head to toe by American royalty. And this was no fairy tale.

Vintage Gloria Vanderbilt Eye Glass Ad 1976

For  the millions of young women in the 1970s and ’80s who might never be able to live the posh life of summering in Newport, could, for a small price dress like a Vanderbilt. There were the Gloria Vanderbilt patterned scarves, blouses, and the ubiquitious large plastic eyeglasses.

But it was with blue jeans that the heiress left her lasting fashion imprint.

The storied name of Vanderbilt was once scrawled in elegant script across millions of baby boomer’s butts.

Gloria Vanderbilt and her Jeans

Modeled by the chic heiress herself her socialite status was played up in ads. One TV commercial in 1980 shows a glamorous Vanderbilt saying “They’re the jeans with the social staus. Girls with private jets and fancy pets think they’re the tops.”

But they were also affordable luxury for the average American woman with aspirations.

 

Gloria Vanderbilt Jeans

A cash-strapped secretary could be turned into a swan. Literally. The infamous dark denim jeans with the trademark embroidered swan on the front coin pocket,  took the country by storm when they first debuted in 1976 .

For a period of time just as designer jeans were becoming glorified, Gloria Vanderbilt’s  bottoms were the tops.

Metamorphosis

Headline 1935 Gloria Vanderbilt Custody Trial

While Millennials likely view her simply as Anderson Cooper’s mother, my parent’s generation remember  Gloria as the “Poor Little Rich Girl” whose melodramatic  custody battle became known as “the trial of the century.” Captivating a depression-weary public for 13 straight weeks, they watched in wonder as this sad little girl grew up to be a real glamourpuss, her socialite life captured in the glossy pages of Town and Country and Vogue.

Gloria Vanderbilt and her jeans

But for my generation, this great great granddaughter of Commodore Cornelius Vanderbilt founder of a vast railroad fortune and granddaughter of Cornelius 2nd who built the Breakers the most sumptuous of Newport summer cottages will be remembered as a powerhouse in the status designer jean revolution.

For women like myself who came of age in the 1970s we watched her make a quantum leap from the fashion pages of  Harpers Bazaar to the commercialism of Seventh Avenue.

The granddaughter of a Commodore had turned into a commodity.

Vintage ad Jordache Jeans

The status jean revolution of the mid-1970s was just beginning. Branded on the back pockets by a known name designer, jeans became the country’s status fashion.

Jeans themselves were evolving becoming form-fitting, a drastic move away from the traditional Levi’s more relaxed, baggy dungarees favored by teen juvenile delinquents of the 1950s and student protestors of the 1960s.

As jeans became tighter, morphing into a second skin,  no one wanted to wear jeans that were loose and unflattering.

Vintage Calvin Klein Jeans Ad

The quest for the perfect fit became the holy grail of jeans.

As women’s consciousness were being raised, their body consciousness was being raised along with it. Perpetually dieting helped by all the new Lite foods, while exhausting themselves from countless jazzercise classes, a seventies gal was ready to show off her toned body.

But these new tight jeans that hugged every curve of your body were unforgiving. Not only were they snug, but also stiff and hard to bend and breathe in.

Enter Gloria’s perfect fit forgiving jeans.

Vintage Gloria Vanderbilt ad

Gloria revolutionized the stretch jean – her dark denim jeans were not only curve-hugging and tapered in just the right places but you could actually bend in them and breathe in them. No easy feat.

In the mid-1970s, she was designing blouses for Murjani a N.Y. based fashion company. A  merchandising expert Warren Hersch had the idea of doing a high profile high society name to put on their designer jeans. Turned down by both the Rockefellers and Jackie O, he approached Vanderbilt who jumped at the chance of doing a line of jeans with a great fit. It became a game changer.

By 1979 hers were the highest selling brand of designer jeans.

Jordache might “give you the look you wanted to know better” and “nothing might come between you and your Calvins” but Gloria Vanderbilt promised to “hit all the best places.”

Despite the Vanderbilt pedigree, these jeans might still have been frowned upon in the exclusive clubs of Newport, but for disco dancing, they were perfect to boogie the night away.

 

 

 

When a Kiss is More Than A Kiss – Hallmark

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Sometimes a kiss is not just a kiss.

It’s a firestorm.

For way too long heterosexual love has been the very hallmark of love and marriage. The Hallmark channel takes this very literally.

The channel known for serving up a syrupy, saccharine fare, pulled an ad from wedding planning company Zola featuring a loving Lesbian couple kissing on their wedding day. Apparently, it was too spicy for some of their viewers, upsetting their delicate, conservative tummies accustomed to the bland menu dished up by Hallmark.

A kiss.

Same-sex wedding as seen on Zola Commercial that was pulled by Hallmark Same-sex wedding as seen on Zola Commercial that was pulled by Hallmark after a petition by a conservative group.

The trouble started when the ad caught the eye  of the conservative group “One Million Moms.” They received complaints from folks watching Hallmark and saw the commercial of gasp… two women kissing.

“The Hallmark Channel has always been known for its family-friendly movies,” the group wrote. “Even its commercials are usually safe for family viewing. But unfortunately, that is not the case anymore.”

In case they hadn’t heard, same-sex marriage is the law of the land. Two consenting adults pledging to commit to each other for life is not offensive. It’s love. It’s romantic. It’s the very essence of Hallmark movies.

To their credit, Hallmark eventually apologized for dropping the same-sex wedding ad after facing a firestorm on social media.

In this case, love eventually won out.

But old notions of who can love one another still linger like a toxic overspill.

Hours after the horrific news broke of the shooting at the gay nightclub in Orlando in 2016, the gunman’s father suggested to the media that the sight of 2 men kissing may have prompted his son to go on a killing rampage.

A kiss.

Now more than ever, it’s time to end the shame of being attracted to partners who fall outside the range of who our society tells us we should love.

Love is Love.

Sold Straight

 

vintage ad Secretary You Cant Spell Romance Without a Man Vintage Ad Colgate 1951

The selling of who we may love may finally have reached its expiration date.

In a country that long prided itself on endless choices of toothpaste, breakfast cereal and shampoos, for far too long there really was only one choice when it came to who you could love.

You stuck with the brand you knew and trusted.

Heterosexual – It’s the right brand. Time tested…dependable…AMA approved…loved by millions. Don’t accept substitutes.

Don’t Box Me In

Vintage Romance Comics cartoon Vintage Romance Comics

Today there is a cultural shift as we slowly begin to shrug off the need for definitions and labels in how we conceive gender or who our society has told us we should be sexually attracted to.

The choices are widening, encouraging those who are uncomfortable being slotted into a gender binary.

The Normal Heart…Love Honor and Obey

Vintage Romance Comics Vintage Romance Comics

With the media obsessed with defining and exaggerating gender codes of masculinity and femininity, never was the insistence that everyone fit into a heterosexual cisgender model stronger than in mid-century America.

Images of happy heterosexuals as the norm permeated popular culture, scattering its potent assumptions of family, marriage and who we should love deep into our collective psyches.

 Girls Romance

comics love SWScan04885 In the late 1940s and early 1950s, romance comics were aimed at teenagers and young women in their 20s but they appealed to a younger market ranging from 10 to 17.

When it came to learning about love, teen girls turned to romance comics, ground zero of mid-century hetero-normative love. The Hallmark Channel of its day.

With names such as Young Romance, Girls Love and Secret Hearts , the colorful, pulpy pages were filled with heart throbbing stories about the rocky road to love in the quest for Mr. Right.

comics love dreaming SWScan04890 Interestingly enough romance comics were written and drawn primarily by men. Even the advice columns with bylines attributed to women were written by men

The formulaic stories were instructive, telling the readers how to find a man, how to keep him, how to be beautiful for him and most importantly how to get him to put a ring on your finger.

Skating on Thin Ice

Vintge Romance Comic Books

There was only one path to true happiness and anyone who veered from that was headed for trouble.  Fast girls who got pregnant got the shame they deserved but could be redeemed,  but a  girl who wasn’t boy crazy?

Unthinkable!

Vintage Romance Comic Books Vintage Romance Comic Books 1960’s

No one wanted to be thought of as being “That Kind of Girl!”

Let’s follow the instructive story of “Liz” the not too subtly named Tomboy who queerly enough shows no interest in boys. Despite the taunts, leering comments and shaming pointed her way our hero… er …heroine stands firm.

That is until… she meets the Right boy, in a story entitled “That Strange Girl!”

That Strange Girl

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Failure to conform to these confining roles meant there was a whole lot of shaming going on.

Vintage Romance Comics

The Key to Femininity

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She Doesn’t Go For Boys!

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 What Do You Think I Was…?

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This story appeared in a romance comic from the early 1970s. Still grounded in the morality of the 1950’s, the Love Comics genre could never adjust to the new changing morality despite trying to deal with contemporary themes, eventually dealing a death knell for romance comics.

Today’s changing morality has likewise signaled a death knell to limitations on love.

Take pride in who you love!

Zola Commercial Hallmark Channel

 

 

(©) 20019 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

How Supermarkets Changed Us Pt II

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Vintage housewives shopping supermarket

If supermarkets are a showcase for the American way of life, the profusion of colorful packages and containers are the glitzy showgirls winking, shouting, and seducing us to select only them.  Each shopper free to choose from an array of thousands of dazzling options points to our democratic freedom of choice.

Or so we choose to believe. Wink, wink.

Brand names, packaging, and supermarkets form the trifecta of 20th-century food retailing. Codependent, the success of one reliant on the other.  Together they changed not only the way we ate but how we shopped.

Self-Service Grocer -This Little Piggy Went To Market

Vintage Piggly Wiggly Ad 1928

“Rows of bright, trim packages, individual as people; rows of familiar shining tins and gleaming bottles, colorful, cheerful, gay, each with a host of possibilities- what was more attractive than a well-stocked, well-kept grocery shelf,” rhapsodized General Foods in their 1929 cookbook that was an ode to corporate packaged foods.

Oh, the choices!

That bounty was what awaited the up-to-date homemaker of the 1920s when she shopped at any of the thousands of new self-service grocery stores that were sweeping the nation.

“Along with aeroplanes, skyscrapers, and metal furniture, self-service shopping all tell of swift changing ways of doing things,” General Foods extolled.

Mrs. Modern could pick and choose from the plethora of packaged products on the shelves of her local Piggly Wiggly. Though not quite as large as the soon-to-be-supermarket (that phenomenon was still waiting in the wings) these self-service grocery stores were groundbreaking.

Vintage illustration Grocer and housewife 1930s

Gone were the days where she had been dependent on the clerk at the grocer to advise and fetch all her items, adhering strictly to her list. Gone where the days of open bins and barrels filled with foods sold in bulk to be doled out by the clerk at his discretion. Grocery stores were now just plain old fashioned.

Why depend on the advice and persuasion of a store clerk when she could now wander the stocked aisles herself and choose what was best for feeding her family.

The forward-looking homemaker filled with all the latest nutritional knowledge didn’t need anyone to tell her what to buy and what to consume.

She didn’t need a salesman.

Or did she?

Out of the Cracker Barrel

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Modern Food Packages- Designed For the Housewife. “An amazing amount of care goes into the designing of modern food packages. Each package must give maximum protection to the product, maximum convenience to the housewife.” General Foods Cook Book 1930

 

 Technology and American know-how would change the physical shape of food purchasing causing a major cultural shift to packaged consumer goods and shelf-stable food.

The big game-changer happened in the 1880s when folding cardboard cartons for crackers and cereal could be made by machines.

But it was Uneeda Biscuit that took the crackers out of the barrel.

Vintage ad Uneeda Biscuit

National Biscuit Companie’s patented, moisture-proof In-er-Seal wrap for Uneeda Biscuits launched in 1900 promised that their crackers would not get soggy or stale while waiting to be purchased. The airtight container, a  cardboard box lined in wax paper ensured every customer received the same high-quality product at the same price nationwide.

The packaging not only insured freshness, it enabled manufacturers to turn from selling out of cracker barrels to providing individualized, identical packages.

All stamped with brand names.

With a name worthy of a Don Draper, few missed the meaning of the brand name  U-nee-da, the first multimillion-dollar ad campaign.

Packaging which at the end of the nineteenth century was still only a means to protect a product had now become a thing-in-itself.

Who Can You Trust?

Vintage post card Postum Cereal

The purity of the factories was emphasized by manufacturers. Vintage Postcard Postum Cereal Company stating they are the largest Pure Food Factory in the world.

Like many of her generation, my great grandmother was suspicious of packaged goods. She was used to purchasing things at the small grocery store where food was sold in bulk or shopping at outdoor markets of pushcarts where she could rely on her senses.

With factory packaged food that she could not smell or even see, the products she was buying were naturally suspect. Why should this unseen food, produced in a giant factory by who knows what kind of workers and recommended by no one, be better than homemade or better than food chosen by a local grocer and small local manufacturers?

She did not trust food disguised in packages.

Friendly Persuasion

Vintage Postcard Shredded Wheat

But you could trust that American ingenuity would come to the rescue.

Clever ad men turned the doubter’s argument on its head.

Not only could factory produced foods be more sanitary they said because they were untouched by human hands and then packed in protective packages, but the customer could rest easy that with its brand name on the package, the company would have the incentive to take responsibility for its products and guarantee its own accountability. Corporate Foods took the guesswork out of not only how to use their product but why only their’s was the best.

To Market and Marketing

 As food and other household products came to be individually wrapped and more easily transportable it was only a matter of time before someone thought of a new way of selling them.

And so in Memphis 1916  Clarence Saunders hit on the novel proposition that he patented under the name Self Serving Store. He called it Piggly Wiggly. The precursor of the supermarket.

 

 “Choose For Yourself…Help Yourself Select What You Please…By Yourself”

 

Vintage ad Campbells Soup

“At last women are free to make their own decisions when they buy food. There is no one to persuade, to urge at Piggly Wiggly- women choose for themselves –help themselves,” a  1929 ad for Piggly Wiggly promised.

Without a grocer, a clerk, or salesman, the products themselves had to do the tempting and the choices could be perplexing.

Self-service stores all depended on name brands to sell themselves. And only the most dependable names deserved to be on m’ lady’s shelf. But which were the most dependable?

The increasing size of the stores, the increasing number of items, the increasing competition for the buyers’ attention by items displayed so that the buyer could reach them for herself, made branding and packaging into a newly sophisticated industry.

The salesman was nowhere to be seen. Yet he was very much there.

Each colorful item cried out- their’s was grander, more wholesome, more tempting more easily digestible, with more nutritional value than the other one, preferred by more women and thousands of mothers agree.

Bombarded with nutritional information as never before, the homemaker was also bombarded with choices. Who could she trust?

Suddenly there was anxiety about the right choice.

The New Nutrition

Scientista and housewife illustration vintage

The Housewife was now a scientist n the kitchen

Mothers have always fretted about their family’s diet.

What was different beginning in the 1920s were the new attitudes towards nutrition. Food itself entered a modern scientific age. Along with new ways of shopping were new ways of eating. Women absorbed the most up to date information showing her new ways to think about diet and digestion. Exciting scientific advances and discoveries about food seemed to unfold every few weeks.

Although it was a German scientist who had come up with the new idea of classifying foods into proteins,  carbohydrates, and fats, it was American industry that was putting it to good use in the hawking of their products.

Scientists  had recently discovered vitamins, and the corporate food manufacturers jumped on the bandwagon touting their product as “protective foods.” Words like fresh, pure, and wholesome were factory food favorites. Every new product claimed scientific backing for their nutritional theories. These messages were conveyed in advertising and on the packages themselves.

Don’t Take a Chance Take a Name Brand

 

Vintage Housewife in pantry

General Food’s family of fine foods wanted Mrs. Homemaker to be part of their family

Even armed with the latest scientific advice on sound nutrition, the housewife needed assurance she was choosing the right product for her family.

Articles in womens magazines warned: None but the most dependable products – the ones worth knowing- should have a place on your pantry shelves; for here stands that select company you depend upon for everyday needs and emergencies day in day out.

Forward-looking food manufactures, as well as food editors, urge housewives to know the products they buy- know what they are made of and how the important component of food were discerned only in a scientific lab  by a trained expert eye.

 

vintage Housewife in supermarket

The overwhelming new power of packaging then came from self-service.

Now that the modern homemaker had to rely on her own judgment for choosing products it was up to the food manufacturers and the ad agencies to assure her of their quality. And the wisdom of her judgment in selecting the right one. Theirs.

Fortunately, corporate food manufacturers were working overtime, establishing home economic departments and consumer services to assure the American woman of their quality.

You don’t have to trust guesswork anymore, the homemaker was re-assured.  And you don’t have to take just anyone’s say so. The sanitary testing kitchens of food manufacturers were all working overtime to put their knowledge at m’ lady’s disposal. Who could provide more authoritative judgment about a food product than the esteemed directors of the Home economics  department in the many corporate manufacturers of fine food?

For the family’s health and well being, only their product, they claimed, had the exact nutritional elements that offered purity, wholesomeness, and dependability that could be used as vital food by the millions of cells in the body.

Take a Name Brand and Take it Easy

Vintage housewivesfood shopping

Everyone was vying for the attention of Mrs. Homemaker to entice her to make their product a regular pantry occupant.

“Guesswork has given way to knowledge about food selection, about what to eat.”

And the early Mad Men of Madison Ave would be happy to impart that knowledge.

Every package in the food market was now in competition with every other. Now the package- as well as, or instead of, the product- was what was advertised.

Take a name brand and take it easy!

 

Next : The First Supermarket. And to better display this abundance supermarkets were waiting in the wing.

You Might Also Enjoy: How Supermarkets Changed Us

Copyright (©) 2020 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

Lysol M’Lady’s Personal Disinfectant

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Vintage Lysol Ads (L) 1934 Lysol Personal Hygiene (R) 1937 Lysol Disinfectant for Home

Given Lysol’s history, it’s ironic that Lysol was first out of the gate with a strong warning against following our toxic president’s suggestions of using their product for internal disinfection against the coronavirus.

Once upon a time, Lysol actually advertised itself as both a disinfectant for the home and for m’lady’s internal private parts. Both forms of strict housekeeping would assure a happy hubby.

According to Lysol in a series of ads that ran 70 years ago, there were two neglects few husbands could forgive- but Lysol promised it could correct both in a jiff.

No decent woman would neglect her lovely home and risk being called a poor housekeeper, and it was the wise wife who made sure to protects her personal daintiness- the very thing that won over her husband. That’s why no wise girl trusted a bath alone to keep her fresh but relied on  Lysol, just as no wise girl trusted housekeeping to anything but Lysol.

Vintage Lysol Ad

This was why many doctors advised patients to douche regularly with Lysol just to ensure daintiness and to use it as often as needed to protect their married happiness…keep you desirable. Now we know why the happy homemaker was so happy. She had Lysol in her corner.

And in all her private nooks and crannies too.

Perhaps that is how this disinfection notion came into Donald Trump’s addled mind, recalling that brown glass bottle of Lysol in its familiar yellow box that stood in the medicine cabinet of his youth. The one that mother Mary Trump used religiously to feel fresh, desirable, and dainty for Fred.

Like every smart post-war wife did. If she wanted to hold onto her marriage.

You Can Trust Lysol

vintage Lysol Ads

Vintage Lysol Ads (L) 1934 Lysol Personal Hygiene (R) 1937 Lysol Disinfectant for Home

Lysol, long a trusted disinfectant in hospitals and homes since 1884, began advertising in the 1920s for use of their product as a douche. The question of woman’s daintiness  “so vital, so important that it cannot be ignored” Lysol explained,” yet it had long been embarrassing to discuss.”

Truth would be the best disinfectant.

Who better than a manufacturer of a product to clean your linoleum tiles to address this shame. Suddenly Lysol morphed into advice for the lovelorn, hanging up their shingle for Marriage Counseling. The use of their product would not only revive a loveless marriage but promote confidence as nothing else could. “When marriage is freed of fear marriages were remade by the advice of proper marriage hygiene,” Lysol advised.

 

Vintage Ad 1928 Lysol

Vintage Ad 1928 Lysol

Speaking frankly to the newly emancipated woman of the twenties who was a gal on the go,  Lysol addressed her greatest fear. Losing her desirability.

Vote shmote!  An unhappy marriage would lead to disaster.

Ladies, if you hope to stay young sweet-natured energetic and joyous you must be well. A woman’s neglect of herself often leads to serious consequences. No woman can afford to be indifferent to the delicate matter of  feminine hygiene or ignorant of the means now offered by science for problems of health youth and happiness.

Even today, many girls don’t realize what is involved in treating “the delicate zone”. They don’t ask, nobody tells them. Often a young wife was too timid and shy to learn the intimate facts.

It was time to talk frankly to the American woman about internal cleanliness – to arm them to combat one of woman’s most offensive deodorant problems known to man!

It’s the Woman’s Fault, Naturally

“Worry and nerves in so many cases are a woman’s own fault,” begins this ad from 1928 that ran in Ladies Home Journal, “ Neglect of the proper care of herself or misunderstanding of the facts about personal hygiene often lead to listlessness premature old age needlessly unhappy marriage.”

“And  in this enlightened frank day, a woman can scarcely be forgiven for not knowing about this vital subject”

Just the Facts Mam’

Vintage illustration Doctor 1950s

But don’t just take our word for it.

To the enlightened woman of today, this subject is too important to be trusted to hearsay. She wants authentic facts.’,” Lysol stated somberly.” Then she can judge for herself

Glowing testimony from eminent doctors attested to both the safety and effectiveness of the product. What could be wiser than to rely on the antiseptic that experienced doctors all over the world, in hospitals and private practice have used since 1884?

That they used it on their instruments and equipment was not mentioned.

They swore on its proven ability to rid the body of this most offensive enemy.  As though they were  Edgar Hoover and his G-Men  in pursuit of Al Capone,  Lysol swore to “pursues germs into hidden folds and crevices,” in its pursuit of the hidden unseen enemy.

“Lysol has amazing proved power to kill germ life-truly cleanses the vaginal canal even in the presence of mucous matter. Appealing daintiness is assured because the very source of objectionable odors are eliminated.

“Using just anything is practically a crime against yourself in this day and age,” claimed one expert.

 

Vintage Lysol Ad 1934

Vintage Lysol Ad 1934 Number 11 in a Series of Frank Talks by Eminent Women Physicians

A 1934 ad presented the testimony was from dr Clotilde Delaunay a leading gynecologist of Paris whos declared “Lysol is Safe.”

Score of women come to me every year with their married happiness tottering on the brink of ruin, all because they are positively ill from fear. Needless fear. In 9 cases out of ten the way out is merely simple education in marriage hygiene. My advice is given in 2 short words – use Lysol.”

“I always recommend Lysol because it is certain,” another doctor advised. “It always destroys germs. Yet it is safe. …soothing to the most delicate feminine membrane.  It can never sear or harden as others do. I prescribe it regular use in marriage hygiene for the health and peace of mind of every wife. Yet gentle noncaustic Lysol will not harm delicate tissue.”

The Age of Anxiety

Vintage ad 1946 Lysol

Vintage ad 1946 Lysol

It was in the post-war years Lysol ramped up the fears directing their advertising to the now pitiful young woman who definitely needed to be instructed on how important vaginal douching was to feminine cleanliness, health, charm, and married happiness.

If she were to survive an Atomic Attack, she’d best not have offensive odor while stuck in a fall out shelter, lest her husband becomes sulky and resentful.

Vintage Lysol Ad 1951

Vintage Lysol Ad 1948

The old story. An ideal marriage…until fear crept in.

Doubts, inhibitions ignorance misgivings. Too often…too frightfully often…the romance and tenderness of married love is shattered on one sad neglect.

She feels her marriage is breaking up heading for divorce. Yet she finds herself helpless,

This neglect makes a wife unsure of her feminine daintiness…slowly but surely succeeds in causing trouble between her husband and herself. Far too many wives are guilty of this neglect…fail to practice the complete effective feminine hygiene that assures allure. Yet all they need to do is take regular vaginal douches with a scientifically correct preparation such as Lysol.

Yet all they need to do is clean regularly with a scientifically correct preparation such as Lysol. So easy a way for a wife to banish this unsureness…which may stand in the way of normal happy love

Vintage Lysol Ad 1948

Vintage Lysol Ad 1948

 

Vintage Ad 1949 Lysol

Vintage Ad 1949 Lysol

It was so easy to offend and never know it.

Take the case of poor Joan,  a peach of a girl:

She didn’t realize that she herself had been at fault….in a matter of feminine hygiene Lysol would have helped save the happiness of marriage.

“Popular girls everywhere use Lysol. Many a girl who could be attractive is losing out because she isn’t dainty. That’s why nowadays no wise gal trusts a bath alone to keep her fresh in treating a woman’s delicate zone.

Send for our free booklet put out by Lysol, sent in a plain envelope. This book shows that Lysol is as safe to use as pure water. It cannot harm or poison your delicate danger zones. No powder or bleach can clean your delicate zone like this…especially made for the job and non-injurious to paint or hands.

In fact even if accidentally swallowed it would not produce fatal results. Yet Lysol is actually far stronger in its power to kill germs than any dilution of carbolic acid. Imagine that! Don’t experiment with new preparations. Don’t take unnecessary chances.

Now you can see why screen stars and the very nicest women of two continents never think of neglecting the ritual of Lysol…it is regarded by them as fundamental to daintiness and good breeding.”

If you are in doubt regarding the wholesome method of Feminine hygiene, ask your doctor about Lysol’s disinfectant.

Just don’t ask your President!

 

Copyright (©) 2020 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

Trump- A Wanna Be Breck Girl

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Snarkily calling a rival a “meanie” and sulking about the condition of your hair are the whining of an insecure moody middle-school girl, not the president of the United States.  But a pouting tween Trump is what we are stuck with.

After complaining that he can’t wash his “beautiful hair” properly due to the drip drip drip shower heads, his administration has hair brain scheme to try and roll back showerhead regulations set in place by George HW Bush in 1992.

Does this follically challenged narcissist secretly aspire to be a Breck girl,  that retro advertising icon gal with the glowing golden locks who never had a bad hair day?

A Bad Hair Day

Donnald Trump flyng hair

Since the pandemic began is there anyone who has not had a bad hair day since mid-March?

After this past week of hair-ravaging humidity coupled with an electric power outage contributing to my already COVID challenged locks my normally baby-fine hair frizzed out channeling a bad 1980’s perm.  Short of wearing a large picture frame hat to hide my harried hair, I reluctantly had to zoom in on an art event resembling a cartoon character who had stuck her finger in a socket one too many times.

Yet again my own childhood hopes of emulating a Breck Shampoo girl’s perfect hair were dashed.

Hair Dos and Don’ts

Vintage Breck Advertisement

Vintage Breck Advertisement 1969

Vintage Breck Ad 1968

Vintage Breck Ad 1968

 

When I was growing up in the 1960s and 70’s no amount of weekly shampooing with that golden elixir that was Brecks, had ever produced for me that longed for glorious glowing hair portrayed in the popular ads. The popular girls all seem to benefit, but it somehow eluded me.

And now looking around the zoom meeting at the well-heeled crowd mingling with hipsters as they viewed and discussed the art, their common denominator was that somehow, miraculously, they all seemed to have perfectly coiffed,  disciplined hair.

Although Brecks has been unavailable except in the occasional Dollar Store, it seemed as if once again I was surrounded by a room full of Breck girls. Old insecurities reappeared and with it, remembrances of The Breck hair girl swirled in my mind.

Vintage Breck ad 1962

Vintage Breck ad 1962

For 30 years the Breck shampoo advertising campaign featured as its centerpiece a romanticized portrait of a smiling girl with shiny, silky swirls of abundant hair. It both recorded and reinforced an idealized,  often unattainable American beauty ideal.

Vintage Breck Girl 1962

It didn’t matter if her hair was a beehive or a bouffant, a pixie cut or a Farrah-do, the Breck girls wholesome, and charming All-American looks never varied through the years. Always desirable yet alays chaste they were also always white.

Promises in a Bottle 

Vintage Breck Ad hair spray 1960

All shampoo ads dangled the promise that you’d be head over heels in love with the way your hair would shine and shimmer with the use of their product The results were always hair so gleaming, so glamorous, so silky smooth that romance was sure to follow.

Sure the  Halo shampoo girl may have had that look-again-look and Prell promised to make you look radiantly alive with hair he loves to touch, but the Breck girl was the hands-down envy of every American girl from the 1940s to the 1970s.

Vintage Breck ad 1967

Vintage Breck ad 1967

Vintage Breck Ad 1974

Vintage Breck Ad 1974

As ubiquitous as a Pepsi Cola ad and just as bubbly, the Breck girl was hard to miss. The popular advertising campaign ran in every major woman’s magazine often taking up the entire back cover with her smiling golden visage.

All in The Breck Family

Vintage Breck ad 1947

In 1936, six years after Dr. John Breck founded Breck shampoo, his son Edward hired a local Springfield Mass. commercial artist Charles Gates Sheldon to draw women for his new ad campaign.

Vintage Breck ad 1947

Best known for his romanticized paintings of Hollywood celebrities for Photoplay Magazine, Sheldon utilized the same fanciful techniques for his Brecks girls.  His soft-focus portraits of real women were done in pastels, with otherworldly halos of light surrounding the glowing girls.

Sheldon favored “ordinary” women using neighbors and employees of the ad agency as models and early Breck Girls were often really just that- real Breck family members. A Breck advertising manager described Sheldon’s illustrations as “illusions depicting the quality and beauty of true womanhood using real women as models.”

Breck Shampoo ad 1945 illustration  Charles Gates Sheldon This summertime ad appeared in American Hairdresser a trade publication encouraging beauty shop owners to introduce Breck Hair treatments to their patrons. 1945

 

Vintage Breck ad

 

Twice As Nice

Vintage Breck ad 1962

Breck Shampoo Ad 1963 illustration Ralph Williams Williams
In 1957 the illustrator with the distinctive name, Ralph Williams Williams took over as the Breck artist when Sheldon retired, and his portraits are the ones most of us grew up with.

 

Vintage Breck Ad 1972

He preferred using professional models rather than Susie from accounting. Many of these Breck girls were also winners of the American Jr Miss contest that the company sponsored.  The ads featured such famous models as Cheryl Tiegs, Cybil Shepard  (Junior Miss from Tennessee) in 1968, Brooke Shields in 1974, and Farrah Fawcett in 1975.

The Girl in the Picture

“In 1968  Canadian women’s editors selected Nancy Leroy Pullen as the first Canadian Breck Girl. “She’s 23 married with a challenging job as a medical secretary.”

As women gained independence and challenged historical images of girlhood and womanhood Breck got hip and introduced “the Girl in the Picture” feature giving a personality to the idealized pictures. The Breck Girls were identified through the sponsorship of Americas Jr Miss Contest

“Pat Herron of Philadelphia. Pat loves modeling, needlepoint, ballet, and acting.”

 

Vintage Breck ad

A young Kim Basinger appeared with her mother. “Ann Basinger and her daughter Kim of Athens Georgia in 1971. Ann and Kim share many interests: dress designing, cooking, modeling in local stores, and long walks on the beach.

Vintage Breck ad 1974

Vintage Breck ad 1974

In 1974, Donna Alexander was the first African American to be a Breck Girl. From East Orange NJ she was “New Jerseys Junior Miss for 1974 and represented her state and awarded a scholarship for academic achievement. Donna is now studying veterinary science at the University of Penn.”

 

Copyright (©) 20020 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

 

Thanksgiving –  A No Fly Holiday

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Crowded airport Thanksgiving now and Vintage ad TWA

As much a tradition as pumpkin pie, the pre-holiday images of over-crowded airports, knee-deep with weary travelers in a tangle of luggage and shopping bags headed home for the holidays is a familiar Thanksgiving trope. We see it year after year.

But I am appalled at seeing this exact same image this year.

In 2020, home for the holidays must be taken quite literally.  Stay Home.

Despite the strong warnings from the CDC not to travel, millions are planning on flying this week. As the pandemic cases rise so is the number of people boarding planes to travel home for Thanksgiving.

It is a worrying sign that people flying to visit their families will be spreading more than holiday good cheer. They are potentially spreading the coronavirus.

When Flying Was Fun. And Safe

Of course, we all long for those simpler times when the only worries a Thanksgiving traveler trekking home had to worry about were the long lines, insufferable crowds, and dreaded delays. Now the fear of catching a deadly virus is added to the list of travel woes.

 

Vintage American Airlines ad

“Remember when the expression “going home to mother was anything but a laughing matter? Not anymore.” Vintage American Airlines ad

Long before the crowds, and the fear of illness, there was a time that flying for Thanksgiving was actually a fun experience.

Traveling for the holidays to be with loved ones is a long-beloved tradition.

Once upon a time driving long hours and long distances in a car was a harrowing time-consuming activity, but there was no alternative to get to grandma’s house. So in the early 1950’s when air travel became available and an affordable option for middle-class family’s, it opened up a new horizon for holiday get-togethers no longer constrained by time and distance.

For the modern mid-century family, the notion of flying home for the holidays was in fact a novelty and a grand experience at that. They could ditch their De Soto which was now as dated and old-fashioned as traveling by sleigh.

Vintage TWA Airline ad 1951

“Over the River and Over the woods. To grandmother’s house we go,” this 1951 TWA ad announces gaily.

The gleeful modern family fairly bursting with pep and anticipation couldn’t wait to board their flight to visit Grandma. Why let old-fashioned distance keep a family apart?

“There’s a new road now to an old tradition. It’s the TWA high way home for Thanksgiving. And what a blessing it is to families separated by too many rivers and too many woods….and so many years!

If you’ve let distance and lack of time keep you away too long, try traveling this high way. Find out how TWA can make it very near to someone dear- for even an ocean apart is only hours apart…by skyliner!

Flying Is A Family Affair

And it was no longer just going to grandmother’s house, grandma could travel just as easily to you.

Vintage American Airlines Ad

Vintage American Airlines Ad

“I’m a lot closer to my grandchildren- holiday time. I used to keep up with my grandchildren by snapshot. Now thanks to Flagship I see them often and not just on holidays but all through the years.”

 

Vintage TWA Ad

 

TWA went out of their way to make flying a family affair!  Flying was no longer just for Dad and his business trips. Once the airline started their Family Budget Plan, “…parents have had cause to cheer,'” boasted TWA in this 1949 ad. “For now they can take the whole family by air at down to earth prices.”

By traveling on a Monday Tuesday or Wednesday, they could save substantially. “As head of the family,” they explain, “Dad pays full fare. Mother and the children under 22 go for only half fare each”…and best of all crying infants and toddlers under 2 could fly free of charge!

Tempting you further, TWA promised, “The flight is a delight, the service supreme, with delicious hot meals served free. Best of all…and oh how mother loves this!…you’re there long before the kids start to fuss or fidget!”

Vintage American Airlines Ad

Compare the cheery disposition of Mr. and Mrs. Modern who have chosen the up -to-date way to travel to visit Grandmother with their neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Outdated who chose the more antiquated mode of travel- their automobile.

Hampered by a snow storm they are unable to dig out in time for the turkey. Mrs. Outdated, with visions of stuffing and cranberries dancing in her head,  looks longingly at the speeding plane in the sky, carrying the wise Moderns to the destination.

“Don’t Give Up- Go Up,” declared American Airlines in this 1949 advertisement, touting the benefits and wonders of the new air travel that most post-war families had yet to experience.

“Air Travel- and only air travel can often make the difference between the accessible and the impossible. This is especially true during the holidays when the earthbound are frequently snowbound. Hence, wise travelers plan to go by air.”

“Also, air travel is little affected by the challenge of distance and time. The miles on the map lose their menace- the hands of the clock become friend instead of foe when you use this modern means of transportation.”

“So when holdiday travel plans seem likely to  get bogged down don’t give up- go up”

This when most of our holiday travel plans seem likely to get bogged down, don’t give up…Stay home! It’s the best holiday treat you can give yourself and your loved ones.

Stay safe my friends and have a healthy and happy Thanksgiving!

© Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2020.

Vintage Springmaid Textiles Ads – A Real Eyeful

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Spring Maid Fabrics Ad

In the puritanical Post-War years before there was Playboy Magazine, red-blooded ex-GI’s could still get an eyeful of racy pin-up girls just by glancing through their favorite magazine.

No, I’m not talking about Wink, Flirt, Eyeful, or any of the dozens of girlie pulp magazines hidden in the high, rear shelves of the local drug store, but right there in the mid-century family’s  Norman Rockwell covered Saturday Evening Post.  All-business, no-nonsense Fortune Magazine offered an eyeful too!

vintage womens Fashion springmaid ads illustration pin ups

Vintage Springmaid Fabrics Ads 1948

These and several other mass-market magazines all ran a legendary series of advertisements put out by Springmaid Fabrics filled with enough risqué wording and sexy pin-up girls to rival those of illustrators Earl Moran and Pete Driben’s girlie covers on Twitter.

These ads generated both public adoration and puritanical outrage. It wasn’t so much the illustrations that caused a ruckus but the often salacious double entendre copy written by the owner of Spring Mills himself, Elliot White Springs.

The ads proudly boasted that the fabric company was now in the “hip harness and bosom bolster business.” Cheekily, they referred to ladies’ underpants as “ham hampers” and their brassieres as “lung lifters.” A post-war public already beset with Atomic jitters was now gravely warned against contracting such dreaded conditions as “rumba aroma,”skaters steam,” and “ballerina bouquet” which only Springmaid miracle fabrics would prevent.

Textiles springmaid Fabric sheets 1950s housewife

And yes, if you were wondering, this is the same Springmaid whose 300 count sheets you recently purchased for your guest bedroom at Bed, Bath and Beyond.

WWII Call to Service

textiles springmaid 1943 James Montgomery Flagg

Vintage Spring Cotton Mills Ad WWII 1943 illustration James Montgomery Flagg. A call to service

Before they embarked on this racy campaign, Spring Cotton Mills was enlisted in another campaign, recruited by Uncle Sam as a major supplier of cloth to the armed services during WWII.

One part of their important war work was developing a special fabric for camouflage. it was to be used in the Pacific to conceal ammunition dumps and gun emplacements,  but the Japanese learned to detect it because of its lack of jungle smells.

WWII Cannon towels vintage ad illustration soldiers

Spring Mills came up with a novel solution.

When the fabric was dyed it was also impregnated with a permanent odor of hibiscus, hydrangea, and old rubber boots. The deception was so successful that when Tokyo fell, the victorious invaders hung a piece of this fabric on a Japanese flagpole.

Underneath it All

Triumphant from their many success during the war, Spring Mills patented that process along with several other innovations and marketed them for use in women’s foundation garments.

Under the watchful eye of Elliot White Springs, the once-staid company took a more risqué direction.

The idea for the pin-ups got their start in 1947 with an in-house beauty contest- Miss Springmaid. The winners were taken to New York where they were drawn by leading illustrators that would eventually be used in advertising.

Skating on Thin Ice

fashion Springmaid ads illustration pin up 1940s

Vintage Springmaid Fabric Ads (L) 1948 (R) 1949

The new post-war ads all began explaining the company’s many war triumphs and touting the peacetime use of its war-time fabrics: “….the fabric is now available to the hip harness and bosom bolster business as Springmaid Perker. The white with gardenia, the pink with Camellia, the blush with jasmine, and the nude, dusty. ”

It concluded, “If you want to achieve the careless look and avoid ‘skaters steam’ kill two birds with one stone by getting a camouflaged callipygian camisole.

Another ad from 1949  featured “luminous fabric named ‘shiner’ for ‘rearguard business’. You don’t have to feed your baby onions,” the ad informed the reader, “to find her in the dark even at a masked ball.”

Hot Stuff

fashion springmaid ad 1948 illustration pin ups

Recalling a cover illustration of Esquire Magazine featuring 3 skaters warming themselves up before a performance, Springmaid acquired the rights to the illustration to use in one of their own ads for a fire-proof fabric that they had developed during the war.

This flame-resistant fabric originally developed for airplane ground crews and carrier fire squads was now known as Springmaid Kerpyr and was “available to the false bottom business as combed broadcloth. If you expected to attend a campfire picnic, a fourth of July barbecue, or warm yourself in front of a crackling fire, be protected by the Springmaid label on the bottom of your trademark.”

A Sticky Situation

fashion springmaid ad pin up illustration 1940s

Another of their war-time products was a special cotton fabric coated with emulsified rubber, cut into strips, put into rolls, and shipped to hospitals all over the world for use as adhesive tape.

The cloth known to the trade as Sticker became available to the false bottom and filibuster business.

“Don’t depend on buttons and bows, warned the copy in this 1949 ad, “but switch to Sticker and let Springmaid label protect you from the consequences of embarrassing accidents such as pictured in the ad. We stick behind our fabric and feel its tenacity so strong our only competition comes from a tattoo artist.”

Be Protected

During the war, “The Springgs Cotton Mills” was called upon to develop a crease proof cotton fabric. It was used wityh great success as a backing for maps, photographs and other valuable assettes. This fabric has now been further protected and made avaialble to the torso twister  trade.

After a convention, a clambake or a day at the Pentagon Building, you need not eat off the mantel if you have your foundation covered in Spring made Poker woven yarn.

Textile Tempest

As the ads heated up along with the hot-headed public’s reaction to them, Time Magazine reported on the tumult in the summer of 1948:

“Such lusty ballyhoo-for Spring Mills Springmaid fabrics- startled readers of the high-necked New York Times. It also drew a shocked cry of ‘bad taste’ from Advertising Age and protests from the New Yorker, Life and other magazines which refused to run other Springmaid copy until such phrases as ham hamper, lung lifter, and rumba aroma were deleted.”

“Not in months had advertising titups caused such a tizzy.”

Mad Men

Barnum and Book

Elliot Springs, at times characterized as emotionally unstable, clearly missed his calling in life as a showman or an adman on Madison Avenue. In a shameless bit of self-promotion, a self-published book he wrote was boldly hawked in each and every Springmaid ad:

“Elliot White Springs, president of The Springs Cotton Mills, has written another book,’ Clothes Make the Man’ which was indignantly rejected by every editor and publisher who read it. So he had it printed privately and sent to his friends for Christmas. After they read it, he ran out of friends, so there are some extra copies. It contains a veritable treasury of useless information, such as how to build cotton mills, how to give first aid on Park Avenue, and how to write advertisements. If not available at your local bookstore, send a dollar and postage to us.”

Who Puts the Broad in Broadcloth

Fashion springmaid Ad Vivian Blaine

Vintage Springmaid fabrics Ad 1952 We Put the “Broad” in Broadside featuring actress Vivian Blaine star of Broadways “Guys & Dolls” and MGM’s “Skirts Ahoy”

In addition, for those who loved the Springmaid campaign, one could order a set of the ads suitable for framing for just 25 cents. How about a new calendar featuring 15 titillating Springmaid ads sold at newsstands everywhere. For a mere quarter, you also could be the owner of a sheet of decals of 6 sprightly Springmaid girls.

If that weren’t enough, Springs had designed a sports shirt with 16 Springmaid girls printed in 6 colors on Springmaid broadcloth. For $3 they would gladly mail you one.

And underneath it all, what man wouldn’t lust after a pair of boxer shorts sprinkled with Springmaid beauties in dazzling color and provocative poses!

mens fashion varsity pajamas

Vintage ad 1951 Men’s shorts printed with Springmaid Beauties

He may not have made much money from “Clothes Make the Man”, but in the great American tradition, the controversial ads paid off handsomely with record sales for Spring Mills.

Elliot White Springs crazy? Crazy like a fox!


Not Always a White Christmas

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Black santa Claus Display

A Black Santa? Who knew my local Rite Aid was so woke? Not just a white Christmas in my town of Huntington.

Just a few towns over from my blue-leaning village lies a nasty patch of Trump country, where the puffed-up Proud Boys have marched. If any of these white supremacist stooges had stopped into my Rite Aid, they most certainly would have been in a tizzy seeing their beloved All American Santa Claus portrayed as anything but white.

50 Shades of Santa

The great debate about the color of Santa makes me wonder- if that all-time Christmas classic  “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas” could be written by Irving Berlin, a Jew, who’s to say what color Santa actually is?

I say why not 50 shades of Santa?

Who can forget when Fox newscaster Megyn Kelly not only confirmed that Santa was white but on the same show she announced “Jesus was a white man too…I mean, he was an historical figure, that was a verifiable fact, as is Santa…I just wanted the kids watching to know that.”

Verified by who? Coca Cola?

vintage christmas coke ad

“I’ve Got a Secret” Vintage Christmas Coke ad 1948

Spoiler alert- Santa isn’t real!

This historical figure is a figure of our imagination, commercialized by the Mad Men of Madison Avenue for generations to hawk products ranging from kitchenware to toys.

xmas santa clause with Uncle Sam hat on

A Red White and Blue Santa…”For the Best Gifts of All…..From the Best Santa of All”
This 1953 vintage ad from the American Toy Institute exclaimed:”Give American Toys”

If we really want to get historical, here are the facts m’am.

I’m Dreaming of a Non White Santa

St Nicholas and Santa Claus

L) St. Nicholas a Christain Bishop in what is now Turkey R) Commercialized Santa Claus vintage Coca Cola Ad

The truth is jolly, pink-cheeked Santa Claus may not even be white! And no, you are not dreaming.

The fact is that the man St. Nicholas ( Santa Claus) was based on, is from the middle east. Just like another Christmas icon.

The original Santa Claus was St Nicholas an early Christian Bishop born around 280 in Patara, Lycia what is now modern-day Turkey.

Nor was he portly, but he did sport a white beard, helped children, and was known for his secret gift-giving. Admired for his kindness, as Bishop of Myra he gave away his inherited wealth anonymously and traveled the countryside helping the poor and the sick.

His popularity spread.

In one famous act of generosity, he secretly tossed bags of gold through a poor family’s window to provide doweries so the three daughters could find husbands instead of being sold to slavery. As legend has it at least one of the bags landed in a stocking hung up to dry by the fireplace which is why kids hang stockings on Christmas to be filled with gifts.

When he died on December 6, 343 he was declared a Saint. Children celebrated the anniversary of his death by leaving out gifts for his white horse before they went to bed on December 5. When they woke up they were rewarded with sweets that the Saint had left behind.

Sailors carried these stories about St. Nicholas in their travels to distant lands and by the Renaissance, S. Nicholas was the most popular Saint in Europe, especially Holland.

When the Dutch settled in America St Nicholas fame took off. He entered American popular culture towards the end of the 18th century when Dutch families gathered to honor the anniversary of his death. The name Santa Claus evolved from St Nicholas Dutch nickname Sinter Klass, a shortened form of Sint Nikolaas. The named morphed into Santa Claus over the 17th and 18th century.

End of history lesson.

Jesus Christ Super Star

illustrations Jesus Christ

Is it true Blondes have more fun?
A decidedly blonde Jesus in illustrations from vintage children’s book “New Catholic Picture Bible” 1964 Catholic Book Publishers Co.

As far as that other historical figure, Jesus Christ, his oft-time portrayal as a blue-eyed blonde is as fictitious as jolly old Santa, white or black.

It is quite doubtful that Jesus looked like he was of Nordic descent.

Jesus was born to a Jewish family in the Middle East, and most scholars agree that he most likely looked like what folks of  Middle Eastern decent look like.

Not Aryan.

Color Me Tolerant

Perhaps the best solution to that would be to color Jesus in whatever color you wish and everyone will be happy.

 Jesus Coloring Book Illustrations

Color Me Tolerant
“The Bible Coloring Book” 1985 Playmore Inc and Waldman Publishing

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A Valentines Day Pep Talk

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Valentines Day cartoon 1940

Looking for ways to perk up your Valentines Day?

The internet is awash with sensual suggestions on how to spice up your romantic life, from erotic toys to lingerie but surprisingly nary a mention is given to the potent and passionate power of a cup of hot tea to revive your love life.

Learn how tea came to the rescue of a hopeless wallflower.

You Haven’t a Chance at Love

It was tragic indeed.

The heroine of this 1940 sob story, an advertisement for tea,  had been the victim of a cruel, heartless Valentines Day joke.

Yes sir, there would be no Dick for our listless sob sister Sue,

Tea to the Rescue

Lucky for her, her Mom had the solution.

vintage cartoon romance

Vintage Ad for Tea 1940

All she needed was some perking up and apparently, tea was the ticket.

No green drinks or energy smoothies for her! Tea worked wonders with all kinds of athletes and men in high pressured jobs and it would work wonders on girls too!

Vintage Ad for Tea 1940

Vintage Ad for Tea 1940

Several cups of the hot cheery drink later and our heroine was quite the whirlwind! If tea is so good for athletes, heck it must be good for girls too!

Vintage cartoon from ad couples dancing

Vintage Ad for Tea 1940

Tea had turned our Sue into a real temptress- she’d really learned how to get ol’ Dick to stand up and pay attention!

Happy Valentines Day!

Copyright (©) 2022 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

Royal Celebrations Fit For a Queen

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Long live the Queen!

Nothing seems more all-American than loving all things royal. When it comes to pomp and circumstance no one does it better.

As Buckingham Palace is pulling out all the stops to mark  Queen Elizabeth’s 70 years on the British throne, Americans are as fascinated as they were by the Coronation that took place on June 2, 1953, when the beloved 25-year-old princess acceded to the throne upon the death of her father George VI  in February 1952.

Queen Elizabeth and Prince Phillip at Buckingham Palace in LOndon after the Coronation June 1953

As captivated as we are with the current upcoming Queen’s Platinum Jubilee, it is rivaled only by the excitement we felt 69 years earlier, for the coronation. Not unlike today when brands released special products and tie-ins for her Jubilee, so they did for her enthroning.

A full five months before the actual crowning, articles on the celebration and the Royal family ran regularly in every magazine and American advertisers were not shy about tying their product into the upcoming investiture.

Vintage car ad The Coronation Imperial Chrysler

The only one of its kind, this Coronation Imperial was created in honor of her majesty Queen Elizabeth II 1953 ad

Companies hoped to cash in on the once in a lifetime cultural moment  aimed to connect their brands to the celebration of the Queen,

Cashing in on the Coronation

photo of Queen Elizabeth for her Coronation vintage illustration of royal coach, London Bridge, Eiffel Tower

It was spring of 1953.

The Queen was to be crowned.

Coronation fever was in the air and the excitement spread across the pond where Americans were ready to cash in on Coronation fever. When the American colonies broke off allegiance to the crown centuries ago, we apparently reserved the right to enjoy certain things British such as that greatest show which the Commonwealth has: The Coronation.

The Union Jacks were out in every corner of the land as streets were lined with bunting, bells, and Brits armed with, blankets binoculars, cameras, and umbrellas in anticipation of the great Coronation of Elizabeth II.

From all corners of Britain’s Empire came premieres, maharajas, sultans, princes, and chieftains to pay homage to a British Queen… and for one lucky American, you could be there too!

Yes, you, Mrs. Average American housewife sitting at your chrome dinette kitchen table, sipping your Nescafe Instant Coffee from your unbreakable melamine coffee cup. You could join the peers and peeress to celebrate Queen Elizabeth II.

In fact pour yourself another cup, because Nescafe-that king of instant coffee who boasted “it was equal parts pure coffee and added carbohydrates“- sponsored a Coronation contest in early 1953.

In 25 words or less all you had to do was describe why you prefer Nescafe Coffee to all others…. and a once in a lifetime chance to see the Coronation Festivities in London plus a bonus 3 days in glorious Paris could be all yours!

Like Cinderella you would leave your wash n’ wear house-coat behind and dressed like a Duchess in your best lightweight tweed from Donegal suit by Hardy Ames, Pan Am would whisk Mr. and Mrs. America across the pond to see the pageantry of England on Coronation day where m’lady would rub elbows with real-life Lords and Lady’s in full Coronation regalia.

Pan Am Gives The Royal Treatment

This ad for Pan American Airlines from 1953, describes one average Connecticut couple’s flight to England aboard a double Decker “Strato” Clipper.

The lucky winner would be whisked to London on a luxurious flight courtesy of the Pan where they received a royal welcome aboard their double-decker Strato Clipper.

Imagine flying in the lap of luxury, feted with champagne, liquors, and perfumes, served a sumptuous gourmet meal then afterward retiring to sleep in a luxurious sleeper berth, only to awaken to breakfast in bed before you land in jolly old England, refreshed for the coronation festivities

When was the last time you referred to an overseas flight as a magic carpet ride, or a dream come true?

But in the early 1950s luxurious air travel was indeed available to any Mr. or Mrs. Average American if they wanted to cross the pond.

Pampered By Pan Am

Sure the trip was a lot longer than today’s flights,  but take a gander at these perks as described in the advertisement:

“Nothing finer, you know, flies the Atlantic on the extra fare President Special to London!

“There’s a sumptuous buffet table for between meal snacks…a seven course dinner by Maxims of Paris- preceded by cocktails, graced with vintage champagne, followed by fine liquor.”

“Overnight bag. Perfume and orchids for the ladies.”

Think of that the next time you choke on those stale peanuts the airline feeds you washed down with your complimentary coke zero.

 

Britain Dresses Up for the Queen

photo of Queen Elizabeth 1949 lingerie ad woman in a bra and crown

Worried about your wardrobe. Did you dream you attended the Coronation in your Maidenform Bra?

Before you sit down at your new slant needle Singer Sewing machine to whip out a few new frocks, best to take a quick glance through Life Magazine’s helpful Coronation fashion guide.

Coronation Fashion Tips

photo of 1950s Countess in ball gown for Queens Coronation

 

Put away those lightweight cottons girls, and take your winter brocades out of mothballs as they were quite popular in merry old summertime England.

With a happy disregard for cost, British ladies we learned were refurbishing their wardrobes to celebrate the official crowning of Elizabeth II, even if some had to sell a family portrait to do so.

A helpful take-away Tiara Tip:

Tiaras may be worn to any function the queen attends if the invitation calls for white ties for men; if it specifies black tie the tiara is left home since the Queen may come bareheaded.

At the coronation a peeress (anyone with the rank of Baroness or above) should wear a coronet whose design is prescribed by court etiquette. Ordinary ladies may wear a tiara.

Along with packing your tweeds silks and plumage, a quick dash to the family bank vault to retrieve the family jewels seemed in order.

Fit For A Queen

Have problems zipping up the old ball gown you wore to the last Elks Club dinner dance?

Perhaps you’d been feasting on too much Coronation  Vanilla ice cream from Meadow Gold.

illustration of cartoon Queen eating ice cream

Not to worry.

cottage cheese salad with crown shaped cling peaches

Just dig into a tempting waist-whittling dish of canned cling peaches cut to form a crown over a mound of cottage cheese ( the addition of cherry “jewels” adds just the regal touch )   cleverly called peach Coronation Salads will add a crowning touch for spring meals.

Queen For a Day

vintage ads Coronation

L) 1953 Decca television ad encouraging people to view the Coronation (R) Aero Willys Automobile with Quennl Style and Regal Performance was the proud sponsor of the pageantry, color and beauty of “this once in a lifetime spectacle” on CBS TV and Radio

While many folks felt darn lucky to have front row seats to the first time ever televised crowning of the Queen as they watched the proceedings in their own homes, you would be pampered with reserved seats at the Coronation.

And as feted with refreshments by real-life members of the British peerage ( which undoubtedly included Nescafe coffee instead of proper British Tea) followed by dinner at a famous club.

Photos King George VI, Princess Elizabeth, Queen Elizabeth and Princess Margaret The Duke and Duchess of Windsor

Then it was off to gay Paree where perhaps a quick toast with the Duke and Duchess of Windsor without whose abdication this celebration would never have taken place.

 

 

Copyright (©) 2022 Sally Edelstein All Rights Reserved

How Thanksgiving Leftovers Created the TV Dinner

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pilgrim and TV Dinner

 

Thanksgiving and leftovers go together. For many, it’s their favorite part of Thanksgiving.   Days of turkey, stuffing and cranberry sauce combined together in all sorts of configurations keep the warm holiday feeling going.

In fact it was one Thanksgiving leftover that created an American Icon.

And for that we are thankful.

trurkey and vintage swanson TV Dinner ad

R) Vintage Swanson TV Dinner Ad

The first TV dinners were an answer to a problem with Thanksgiving leftovers. Swanson’s iconic product had its genesis as a brilliant solution of what to do with an excess of Thanksgiving turkeys.

In 1953 C.A. Swanson and Sons a Nebraska-based poultry processor who sold frozen turkeys and chickens miscalculated the number of turkeys Americans would eat for Thanksgiving. Farmers had overproduced turkeys that year and it left the company with an oversupply of  260 tons of frozen birds sitting in 10 refrigerator Rail Road cars. Swanson didn’t have enough cold storage warehouses to keep the turkeys. This was a major problem

Their executives were frantic, trying to figure out what to do with this excess supply of frozen turkeys. Gerry Thomas a savvy Swanson salesman came up with a million-dollar idea.

Pan Am Stewardess

Pan Am Stewardess

After a recent visit to Pan American Airways in Pittsburg, he had taken note of the airplane-friendly pre-prepared food in compartmentalized aluminum trays used by Pan Am. Developed by Maxon Food Systems in 1945 for military transport and civilian airline passengers, the frozen meals were reheated on the plane in a special oven which took 15 minutes. The complete dinners in 3 separate compartments had equal portions of meat, vegetable, and potato. Called “Strato Plates,” they regionally marketed a consumer version called “Strato Meals” in 1946 which didn’t take off.

Thomas was inspired by these meals and a lightbulb went off.

(L) “The oven-cooked meal that tastes home-cooked. Now, Mom’s on the TV from the start thanks to Swanson’s she’s ready to serve an extra special dinner. ” Vintage Swanson TV Dinner Ads 1950’s

Why not produce frozen turkey dinners in the same system. He excitedly introduced the idea back at Swansons and with smart marketing tying it in with the young technology of television, a TV Dinner was born. The TV dinner was as easy as turning a dial. Mrs. Americ could even throw away the dirty dishes after her family had dined alongside Bonanza

They ordered 5,000 aluminum trays and created a Thanksgiving-like meal composed of turkey with cornbread stuffing and gravy, peas and sweet potatoes ( both topped with a pat o butter another Swanson product. ) Recruiting an assembly line of hair-netted women with ice cream scoops in hand they launched the TV dinner. The price was 98 cents.

Vintage TV Dinner ad

Industry Ad for Swanson TV Dinners June 1954

Swanson’s introduced the TV dinner in October 1953 at a national convention of food editors meeting in Chicago. It was a gamble.

“Just what housewives want -no work no thawing needed. Out of the box and into the oven- 25 minutes later a hearty turkey dinner ready to eat on its own aluminum tray. It’s the hottest item ever handled in the frozen food dept.”

Despite their jitter that they had miscalculated again, they were a success  In the first full year of production in 1954 10 million turkey dinners sold.

The idea of a complete meal in one package was novel and exciting. It was revolutionary!

Swanson has long advocated that being alone should not prevent you from experiencing a festive spirit. Their very first TV dinner was meant to be associated with warm holidays and good times without all the labor-intensive work involved. Imagine, even by yourself you can still savor a full-fledged Thanksgiving feast with all the fixins’ without any of the fuss or muss.

Saturday Night Was Swanson Night

Vintage Swansons TV Dinner Ad

I confess to loving TV dinners as a child. Thanks to wartime research I was the happy recipient of a world of no waiting, no wondering, no defrosting,  no fuss no muss. Though my suburban mother’s cooking repertoire relied heavily on the new and improved with frozen food considered an asset to the mid-century housewife, she never once served us a TV dinner as a family meal. This despite  Swanson’s tagline “Only Swanson comes so close to your own home cooking.” In a world of modern conveniences that was not a stretch.

However, TV Dinners did figure prominently on my Saturday nights as a child.

Vintage Swansons TV Dinner Ad

Like clockwork, my sociable parents spent nearly every Saturday night going out to dinner with friends.  Just as predictable nearly every Saturday night I dined on a Swanson’s TV Dinner. It was a true night off for Mom with no meals to cook, no dishes to wash, no kid’s squabbles to referee. While she busied herself “putting her face on,” readying herself for her night out, she’d simply pop the trays into the GE  wall oven, and relax confident that in under 30 minutes a complete nutritious dinner would be ready for her children.

It was a tradition I relished.

While my mother delighted in dining out on duck a l’ orange elegantly served under a metal serving dome, I was tickled with my aluminum tray filled with just the right portions of thick slices of juicy turkey, gravy, cornbread stuffing whipped sweet potatoes and tender garden peas with a pat o’ country butter . Why it was like Thanksgiving in June!

Jet Set Eating

illustration eating on a plane

It was new, it was modern, and pre-dated the Jetsons.

Until I was 10, I had never flown in an airplane so eating a meal out of an aluminum tray transported me to the glamourous world of Pan Am. I could be a jet setter without ever leaving suburbia or my house for that matter. I could imagine myself flying off to some exotic local as I dined on compartmentalized whipped dehydrated potatoes.  Little did I know there was a deep connection between the 2.

Eventually, Swanson included a dessert with their meals, and expanded their menu to include a line of international TV dinners, making the choices as varied as going out to eat at a fine restaurant but in the comfort of your own home.

Swanson TV Dinner Boxes

Shopping with Mom at the supermarket to select my weekly Saturday night TV Dinner was a treat.   I loved the frozen food section of our local Food Fair. The overflowing open top freezer cabinets were like a frozen tundra filled with cardboard boxes of better-buy-Birdseye peas lost in a mass of tangled pot pies, and frozen fish sticks.

But I could always spot the distinctive Swanson’s Box.

Swanson TV Dinner Boxe

The TV Dinners stood apart, gleaming in their  6 color Fidel-I-Tone color cellophane laminated boxes. With the familiar wood-grained TV set complete with 2 turning knobs ( one on the left for USDA inspection the other knob for displaying the retail price) the center screen would be filled with a full color, picture-perfect meal, maybe an appetite-whetting golden fried chicken, or a Salisbury steak sizzling, real enough to melt the ice. Though other companies jumped on the frozen dinner bandwagon, there was no substitute to the gen-u-ine, original TV dinner.

It is one of many traditions now long gone. TV dinners have since slid down the culinary food chain and there is even a sad patina attached to them.  But at their height, it was a revolutionary dining experience.

“It’s good dining and good timing with Swanson,” was their motto. This Thanksgiving the timing might be perfect for a comeback.

© Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2022

 

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Politics and the Pitchman Make Strange Bedfellows

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Pillow talk is kept to a minimum in my house

It’s time I come clean and confess.

I share my bed with a rabid right winger and have since 2018. My head filled with woke thoughts that keep me awake most nights, rests on a Mike Lindell My Pillow.

When I purchased the pillow, politics were the furthest thing from my mind. Or more accurately my mind was so full of disastrous politics, I couldn’t sleep.  Hoping a new pillow might offer some relief, I went in search of a new one.

My Pillow ad Mike Lindell

My brother Andy mentioned that my picky-about-pillows sister-in-law had recently found a heavenly headrest. I had every reason to trust her opinion. A former journalist, she had done her research in pursuit of a perfect pillow. To my surprise, she raved about the My Pillow.  She now slept soundly through the night.

Clutching my 20% coupon in my hand off I went to Bed Bath and Beyond. The cashier remarked that they couldn’t keep the item in stock fast enough. The pillows were flying off the shelves. The power of television was made clear to me.

Of course, it turns out, it wasn’t a pillow causing the problems in my restful nights. It was Donald Trump and the state of our country. No pillow could help with that. Little did I realize the two would intersect.

Politics Makes Strange Bedfellows

In 2016 Mike Lindell was called to a meeting with then-candidate Trump at Trump Tower and he became an ardent supporter. By 2020 there was the My Pillow guy in the White House rose garden addressing the nation on the Coronavirus. By 2022 in less than 2 years the infomercial pitchman had transformed his company into an engine of the election denial movement propelling the idea that 2020 election was stolen from Trump.

When I purchased the pillow, Mike Lindell was just that ubiquitous mustached guy, with the heavy mid-west accent on TV. He was annoying but innocuous. I was as oblivious to his political affiliations, as I was about any late-night spiel meister.

His oratorial pitches were filled with attention-grabbing, superlative-laced descriptions, and repetitive mention of the product’s unique usefulness. It all boiled down to selling never before possibilities and potential.

The same kind of pitch Trump was famous for.  The salesman and the showman shared a lot of traits

Now of course Lindell is as well known for his far-fetched right-wing political advocacy as for his pillow business. An outspoken supporter of  Donald Trump, the pillow Magnate is a magnet for MAGA crazy conspiracy ideas.

Should I toss out my pillow?

As Seen On TV

Once upon a time product spokesmen and pitchmen didn’t polarize us politically. They were, I liked to think neutral and apolitical. Their beliefs didn’t go into my purchasing decisions.

I had no idea what Mr. Whipple’s worldview was other than a strong commitment to maintaining the freshness of his Charmin toilet paper.

In 1979 this spokesman for toilet tissue was voted as being the most recognizable face in America even beating out then-president Jimmy Carter. But did I ever once consider what his opinion on the energy crises was?

Did Sy Sperling, the Hair Club for Men “I’m not only the hair club president I’m also a client” guy support Gay rights? Where did he stand on the gender pay gap?

Was Crazy Eddy truly crazy or was he a right-wing-gun nut?

But Wait There’s More

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zz1ZVg2RtTo

I never once pondered if the prince of infomercials, Ron Popeil was pro-Roe v. Wade. And when he shouted out “But wait there’s more!” did I expect him to pontificate about his political agenda?

However, there once was a famous product spokesperson who nearly entered politics aligning himself with a very Trumpian character.

Kentucky Fried Chicken’s “Colonel” Harland Sanders.

George Wallace and Colonel Sanders, Southern Gentlemen.

In 1968 Alabama’s Democratic Governor George Wallace, the embodiment of resistance to the civil rights movement considered another Southern gentleman as a running mate in his presidential bid. Kentucky Fried Chicken King “Colonel” Harland Sanders.  As the sole spokesman for his enormously successful company, Colonel Sanders was very recognizable and well-liked.

Harland Sanders Long before he grew his infamous beard, Harland Sanders ran for State Senate in Kentucky 1951

It was not the first time that the dapper Sanders dabbled in politics. He did actually try to run for the Kentucky state senate as a Republican in 1951 but lost. Perhaps if he had had as catchy a slogan as “Finger-Lickin’ Good,” he might have stood a better chance.

Of course, George Wallace was not lacking a snappy slogan. His classic “Segregation now, segregation tomorrow, segregation forever” continued to strike a chord with a lot of populists.

The 78 years old Colonel politely declined the offer to be the thirty-ninth vice president, though he did contribute to the Wallace campaign.

Losing the democratic primary in 1968 Wallace ran for President on his own American Independent Party ticket winning nearly 10 million votes about 13 % of the total. George Wallace 1968

With the jovial colonel out of the picture for VP, Wallace cast his net wide.

He looked over Paul Harvey, a right-wing newscaster, and Orval Faubus, the racist ex-Governor of Arkansas. He nearly chose A. B. (“Happy”) Chandler, the former Governor and Senator from Kentucky, but Chandler proved too moderate on the race issue. Wallace ended up with a doozy-reactionary retired Air Force General “Bomb ‘em back to the stone age” Curtis LeMay.

We never had the chance for a Vice President Harland Sanders. But had Mike Lindell been available, the pillow pitchman might have been a perfect choice as Wallace’s running mate.

Wallace ran a campaign that vilified Blacks, trashed liberals and government bureaucrats, called his opponents traitors, and attacked intellectuals as enemies of the people. Just the sort of candidate Lindell could get behind.

In fact, he is.

 

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