First up is a Tampax ad featuring Jackie Kennedy. Amazing how only 19 months after her (first) husband's demise she: a) has run through the Kennedy fortune and has to appear in Tampax ads; and b) is doing so in such an egregiously "kicky" manner. Doesn't look good, Jackie me girl!
Top, Jackie Kennedy; bottom, somebody else.
Here's another ad:
No, not the hem ad (no one can stay the march of science!); the little one, lower right corner:
Could this tiny ad be for the same company that grew into, uh, Tidy Cat? And yes, even an itty-bitty ad like this must have cost in a magazine with a circulation at the time of (I think I read somewhere*) over 7,000,000. Still, amazing, I claim.
Other crap
There's a piece on an absolutely gorgeous Elizabeth Montgomery ("Bewitching Liz Montgomery"); another on Madison Avenue; a profile of composer Richard Rodgers ("Number One Melody Man"); and a wonderful true-crime piece by Roger Kahn, "The Case of the Dead Bookie." (Lead-in: "A playboy on trial, a mysterious call girl, a relentless cop and a curious trunk that went bump in the Manhattan night were the bizarre ingredients of . . . ")Here's the first illustration for the piece:
Check off another blogger cliche: Ohhhhh-kay.
*See, bloggers are too journalists.
Update: "The well-thought-of-ables?"
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