“At least this photographer didn’t try to capture that special moment that looked like I was blowing my daughter out my nose. Thanks Kmart, circa 1977.”
The tanning booth was all booked up.
(submitted by Darlene)
“My parents wedding in the early 60s. My mother and aunt both wore pan-stick makeup and judging by these pictures you can see why they don’t make it anymore!”
(submitted by Darlene)
“The year was 1976. My mom had just come home with that fabulous perm, and, apparently, I asked to have the same done to my hair. I was three or four at the time, so I’ll have to take her word on that. I do, however remember the traumatic experience of having that fro cut off several days after this picture was taken, because I played in a sandbox too emphatically and my mother couldn’t comb through the tangled, sandy mess! This picture will always make me smile (while shaking my head). It shows just how tiny our immediate family was – just me and my mom, with dad behind the camera at his studio. It’s goofy, sure, but back then, it was just ‘us’.
(submitted by Julie)
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“This is the owner of the company I work for. We are lucky enough to have a full kitchen in the office. One day I heard the garbage disposal going for what seemed like a long time. So I went in to check and this is what I found. I have no idea what she was trying to shove into the disposal, but whatever it was she needed a broom handle and her hand.”
(submitted by Jennifer)
“I cannot recall what grade I was in, only that I never smiled again. My mother made me wear that horrible western-styled shirt, and I was furious. I think this was the first time I became consciously aware of fashion and self-respect. My Tasmanian friends, whose young children had never seen such a thing, asked, upon seeing this photo, ‘Is he a wizard?'”
(submitted by James)
“A few years back, during Halloween, a friend’s mom took this photo with her son who was dressed as a bug. She refused to sit next to him!”
(submitted by Eric)
The union has been blessed.
If a baby falls in the forest, yes, it does make a sound.
“My parents on their wedding day. My dad has always had his own fashion sense and he wasn’t about to let his wedding put a damper on that. Not visible: the cow buttons on the jacket. He’s a Wisconsin man to the core.”
(submitted by Claire)