The girls in that 1953 photo are average.
I’m watching the early- to mid-1950s “Death Valley Days” TV show, the western anthology series. Every episode has some absolutely stunning beauty in the mining camps or in the ranches. She’s always the love interest of the protagonist. The period clothes, gorgeous hair, and beautiful women — wow.
It’s interesting that quite a few of the episodes have the women in very strong roles. Not in today’s stupid “wonder” woman genre, but strong frontier, pioneer, farm, and ranch women leading things. They aren’t there just to make the men dinner.
“The girls in that 1953 photo are average.”
Today they’d be extraordinary.
No tattoos, no drugs, no criminal records, no weird hair colors, no angry feminist outlook on life, no idiotic feminist ‘know-it-all’ glasses, no men’s haircuts...
Yes, I’d call them extraordinary.
“ The girls in that 1953 photo are average.”
The girls in the bunny suits were waitresses in the Playboy Club.
The magazine centerfold girls were hotter.