Posts Tagged ‘history’
Miss Mount Baldy 1961
Is that her title or what she did to earn that trophy? [rimshot] I’ll be here all week. Don’t forget to tip your waitress. I had a bunch more but they were questionably tasteful.
Masto.
Queen Long Beach Community Fair 1951
It must be too close to Halloween. I can’t tell if this girl is in the process of curtsying to the photographer, or grabbing hold of her skirts to haul ass across the grass, trying to escape the menacing zombielike figures behind her. She is smiling so it might be the former. Well not until Nov. 1st at least.
Masto.
Miss 906 1951
Miss 906? Not exactly sure what the 906 is for. Actually it shows her listed as the Elks Convention Queen for 1951. I can’t even imagine how harrowing it would have been, being the Queen for a convention hall full of drunken middle age Elks. I shudder to think.
For once the girl’s name is inscribed on the negative. Quick Google search and… well what do we have here? Seems Miss 906, 4 years latter, moved up the food chain and secured a spot as Playboy’s Miss October 1955.
Masto.
Miss Shoetree 1951
Really. I assume Miss Shoelaces or Miss Sole where already taken, and a host of other ridiculous names, if we are to assume that on roundtableing this idea the best think they could come up with was Miss Shoetree. If your coming up with a pageant name involving footwear how many names do you have to scratch off the list before you get to shoetree.
Masto.
Looking back to the last IOTW… Holy shit has it been that long since I posted one of these? It should be called Image of the Year for chrissakes…. I don’t know what the hell happened… alright, alright, get a hold of yourselves and let’s move on.
Now this is what we’re talking about. Image of the Damn Week. And this is a great one. I ran across this and knew it had to make the cut for IOTW. Anybody over a certain age had to live with this guy like we have to live with Robert Pattinson, Lady Gaga, and Kobe Bryant today. He was that big. Come on, the guys face and name were on everything, and at a time when this was not the norm. Today any assclown cut from the first week of American Idol can get an endorsement deal. Back then if you had your own toys or even a lunch box you were some major celebrity. You probably had your own TV show, a blockbuster movie, or were a successful recording star. But not this dude, this guy launched himself over 50 yards of vehicles on a motorcycle. And this made him huge. Today’s bikes have 2 feet of travel on the suspension and anyone with 15 minutes practice can do this shit, but back then these things were damn near hardtails. You felt every foot of that jump when you tried to stick the landing. Which looking back makes you realize this guy either had balls of steel or was the stupidest fucker to ever grace the earth. Jury is still out.
Masto.
