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theniftyfifties:

Dinner and theatre suits for women, New York City, 1956. Photo by Gordon Parks.

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la femme fatale sur l’avenue
a cote de la porte, sa chapeau sur ses yeux;

Anjelica Huston for Yves Saint Laurent, 1973.

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theniftyfifties:

Julie Newmar

“Looks like I’ll get one more swim in for the season, it looks like Autumn is just about here” she announced after a couple of moments of silence. I suppose it was then or maybe in the months to come that my heart grew fond of Lois Gaines, “c’mon the water’s fine” she beamed, clad in the tarnished glaze. “C’mon, one last swim.” If there’s one thing I’ve never had to think twice about its an invitation from a beautiful woman. Together as two silhouettes we shed our disguises and wade out into the sound and all the time she sang:
“A thing of beauty is a joy forever:
its loveliness increases,
it will never pass to nothingness…”

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Sway on through midnight, skate on through the setting sun
Flutter on throughout the air, revel in all the fun;
And dance pretty girl, you are the one
Whom Helios has fallen for, the bleeding sun;
Dance, dance under the stars
Burning bright in her white peignoir;

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Music, the evolution of sound, SWAG

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theniftyfifties:

Photo by Lillian Bassman for Harper’s Bazaar, New York, 1957.

There she lay, shell-shocked in the darkEach passing minute allotted by the swinging clockFlooded by phantasms, a surge of hopeThat midnight would pass, putting an end to this hoax;
All the while on moves the crowd, swaying gently; the chorus loud,Onward, borne back in time, with the sweeping crescendos, the rhythm and rhyme.The clock moves slow, swinging back and swinging forth;In the dark all alone with those gleaming glass heelsHer soul waltzes on, in the hall with cheers;Left alone, her malediction To roam roves of wonder her human condition

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“Under twisted boughs and swaying trees
Her emerald eyes, how they gleam
Like the shimmering sands, her
beauty shown like sunbeams,” ‘untitled’ Rar

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For the beauty of love is a joy forever
Amid the tide lie all it’s pleasures
Along the shore upon those barren crags
The ‘Sweet sultry air, the breeze
and the sand,”~’Untitled’ Rar

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theniftyfifties:

Las Vegas scene, 1955. Photo by Loomis Dean.

“We were someplace around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.

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mmm-pics:

Some teeeaa

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mmm-pics:

Aww yeaa

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definitelydope:

Fenghuang 6PM (Hunan) (by Yves ANDRE)