Read this hilarious blog post about women writing while lying on their stomachs

“Three guys looking to the side and laughing.”
This one’s been around for awhile;

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from the JC Penny’s “stylish bro” collection.
i may have worn that tan ensemble circa 1976!

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Almost like this…

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You know… I would love to see a book comparing homo-social propaganda from the Soviet Union and the US (or other anti-communist states)…

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My dad had a couple.

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:face_holding_back_tears:

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Hm. Those faces look familiar: Robert Conrad; Bill Bixby; Don Marshall.

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Could be! Modelled on them, anyway.

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I have a notion that more than a few pulp paperback cover art were “inspired” by all sorts of print media.

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Some of Margaret Brundage’s 1930s Weird Tales covers were based on photos from girly magazines.

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I don’t want to know where the black (1930s. Of course) gargoyle came from.

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Or perhaps you’re still fairly young, with a fairly flexible spine that doesn’t fill you with agony after a bit of mistreatment?

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sinohecepruss

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There were actually covers that were much worse. As you say; the 1930s. I didn’t actually notice the gargoyle; I was looking for a cover that demonstrated the “girly mag” pose and clothing. I should have looked more closely.

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I feel seen. Although, whether anyone else thinks it’s really seductively is probably open to debate.

Chinese poster artists liked to paint pairs of village girls.

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The top tractor-driving one is awesome :hugs:

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I’ve now found the one I remember seeing a long time ago, where the happy tractor girls are looking fondly at each other.

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I grew up in northern Canada, near a radar base built to detect Soviet missiles and bombers coming over the north pole to incinerate us. I was unable to take any date that had a year starting with a “2” seriously until about 1992. Like a lot of people who grew up between 1950 and 1989.

So it was a very strange feeling when, in the mid-2000s, I saw Socialist Realist murals in person for the first time, in Dresden. It was huge, and would’ve struck a chord of fear in my teenage heart. I was safe, looking at this, and it reminded me of not feeling safe, every day for years.

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