Monday, April 30, 2012

A Shot of Saturday Night on Monday Morning

Maybe your Monday mornings need a shot of Saturday night.

With Dexter shoes…

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Source: Ebony magazine. September, 1973.


Or Flagg Bros....

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    1. I'm assuming you've ordered the "Lexington"
      with the "three black studs?"

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    2. If by "Lexington" you mean "hot sweaty orgy", and by "three black studs" you mean "three black studs", then yes, I certainly did.

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    3. THOM: Frankly, there is no other way to interpret my assumption.

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  2. I'm just ordering the pacemaker darling....

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    1. PRINCESS: Note that they all have pacemakers…obviously they’re being marketed with the Infomaniac crowd in mind.

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  3. I'm ordering bubble wrap that I am going to transform into waterproof socks. Cessie can help.
    Sx

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    1. SCARLET: Who is Cessie?

      Have you hired a maid?

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    2. Prin-Cessie...?!
      I have been trying for years to think of a nick-name for Princess and continue to fail miserably.
      Sx

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    3. Hadn't we settled on Prinny?

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    4. I will end up calling her pinny... which works quite well considering that she is a genius with a thimble.
      Sx

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    5. SCARLET: But “pinny” could be an abbreviation for pinhead.

      See definition number one.

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    6. NOOOOOOOOO....
      Better make sure my keyboard is free from crumbs in future....
      Sx

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    7. I hope that "Cessie" isn't any sort of code for "Cesspit" Miss Scarlet!... Although it at times could describe the state of my mind.
      My granny would refer to her Apron as a "Pinny"
      "Prinny" is just fine thanks....

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    8. Oh.. and make sure you get enough bubble wrap Miss Scarlet and I'll run you up a water proof bubble wrap wrap while I'm at it!

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    9. Why not call Princess "Peenee"? It would really mess with people.

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    10. This could work for me as I often call Mr Peenee, Mr Peewee!
      Thank you!
      Sxxx

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    11. THOM & SCARLET: You bitches are insane.

      FABULOUSLY insane!

      And isn't there a fairy tale about The Princess and the Peenee?

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    12. Fairy Tale!!!! I have the bruises to prove what that man can do with his lump... even through a mattress....

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  4. It is already unlike Monday around here. For I have found a pair of Dexter's at the foot of my bed from last might! It was a Bernice Clifton moment..."Black Man, Black Man Where Are You From.... Black Man , Black Man....." that damn gin!

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    1. MISTRESS MADDIE: We had the cameras rolling.

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    1. LX: You didn’t win anything, either.

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    2. Mistress MJ used to have a collection of cowboy boots and my faves had playing cards on them.

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    3. Oh! Nice price on those boots, Jon!

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    4. Mistress, more likely caught with boots with cards in them?

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    5. Don't give away all my secrets, LX.

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    6. And playing strip-poker, no doubt about it!

      And losing most of the time. Tee-hee!

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  6. I want the disco heel ones pictured. They would look lovely as I am spininng and hustling under the mirrored ball whilst snorting rose petals. Plus, they work with my chosen Quianna fabrics!

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  7. Oh yes - I remember that era - about 1975/6.

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    1. The Dexters are 1973 and the Flagg Bros. are 1971.

      Just before your time.

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    2. But not before Norma's, I might add.

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  8. Oh, no sweetie it lasted several years! The seventies were a cruel period for mens clothing. I had those shoes for Stevie Tepper's Bar Mizvah. at Executive Catering in 1975.

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    1. BITCHES: Everyone over to Cookie's blog!

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  9. I'll admit it... I fell off a pair of shoes just like that at the school dance.... Couldn't walk for a week with the resultant sprained ankle. I think I tripped on the cuff of my pale blue tartan crimpolene bell bottoms...

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    1. Crimplene…now THERE’S a word you don’t hear anymore.

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  10. I used to live in an apartment across from a Baptist church, good lord those men dressed fine. Pale suits of lilac and green in spring with matching shoes. Loved it.

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    1. KELLY RED: If I lived across the street from that church, I’d feel the need for the laying on of hands.

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    2. Laying on of hands or hand jobs? Really I loved living by that church, the music poured out and the hats! OMG the hats. But I had never in my life seen men as fancy as that. I used to watch out the window on purpose just to see the clothes. Just's just say men in navy and black at my own church never measured up after that.

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    3. KELLY RED: Did you get healed?

      And by that I mean "sexual healing."

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  11. The Dexter shoes have a fantastic heel!

    My new Dolce & Gabbana shoes are a different style but they look hot. The heels aren't so high.

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    1. PETRA: I thought you only wore stilettos.

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  12. Got a pair of platforms just like these for my 13th b'day 1973! Wore with plaid pants and big collared flower poly shirt. Big hair and puka shells. Get ups like these unfortunately put an end to new looks for men ever since.

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    1. RILEY: A photo is an absolute requirement, in this case.

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  13. I, too, had a pair them honkin' big heels. They were a chunky silhouette at the best of times and with my size 13 flappers, they looked more like shipping containers.

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    1. PEENEE: ♫Herring boxes, without topses, sandals were for Clementine. ♫

      Or Mr. Peewee, in this case.

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  14. I was in Jr. Hi back when these shoes were popular. Between classes when the guys hit the halls it sounded like a herd of buffalo running by. Then the guys started pounding tacks into the heels, which made it sound like elephants tap dancing their way through the school at a high rate of speed every 45 minutes. Ah, hormones...

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    1. NATIONS: It probably smelled like a herd of buffalo too.

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