Dear Helen Hartman,
I see you watch the television program Pan Am. I was excited - not overly so but in a way appropriate to the circumstances, of course – to see something on TV that would portray the good taste and high standards that were the norm in 1963. Imagine my dismay when the story lines went from the proper chastising of young stewardesses for not wearing girdles to tales of espionage, illicit romance and now… nudity!
I do not believe a beautiful young woman in 1963 with opportunities ranging from marriage to becoming a Pan Am stewardess open to her would never pose ’au naturel’ and risk losing one of both of those options. I wanted to love the show but how can I love something so historically dishonest?
Dear Loves the Naked Truth One,
You make a very good point. Anyone alive today knows that no one prior to 1967 was ever in a state of undress. Ever. Not even knick knacks!
|Cover thyself, woman. Thou art a temptress with thy smokin' hot bare forearms!|
Why 1967? The Summer of Love? When we went from this:
|Deets on my new hat at the end of the post|
|Once upon a time Hippie chic was just a Hippie Chick with her own sense of style|
Make Love Not War. Tune in. Turn On. Drop Out. Or for many, fall out… out of your clothes!
This was certainly NOT the case in 1963, when the show PAN AM is set. They kept their clothes on in that time period. And why wouldn’t they? In 1963 fashion was not just an art, it was a science.
|Dr. Frock was still not satisfied. He could tell by the look of pained disdain on her face that his new coat design still allowed for slight movement from the elbows down. "Not uncomfortable enough," he muttered. "Not nearly uncomfortable enough."|
Even the undergarments were technological marvels.
|Ahh, yes, so relaxing that even when she slipped out of her slacks, Vulcanized Rubber Girdle Girl wore this as as lounge-wear. Her super power? Being slim and never taking a full breath!|
But that didn’t mean they didn’t have an aura of magic. Oh, what they could do for a body (that would never be seen by the… ahem (shifting to whisper mode) naked eye.)
|Hurray for 'natural' bosoms. Lets have a parade in our tiaras, evening gloves and cone bras! What could BE more natural?|
What is more youthful than a Paris breeze for the very average figured woman? I mean, Paris people! That’s what those cone bras were all about, to make one think of the Eiffel Tower. The Pyramids? The Alps? All places nice young women would never dare go without a chaperone and reinforced foundation garments!
How could the natural human form hope to compete with that?
|Natural Norma leaves the parade of youthful average pointy bosoms in disgrace. Though she traveled the world unfettered, she is to be pitied.|
So I can understand why you’d feel so strongly that a storyline involving nude photos would seem so, well, unseemly to the times. But then again… it IS fiction, isn’t it? The program AND the idea that people lived the way they seemed to in the images seen in glorious retrovision – black and white Tv, ads in women’s magazines.
|A grown woman using puppets to make her look smart and pay the bills! Hasn't anyone told her? That's what MEN are for.|
I wouldn’t want to be judged by the media images of American life as seen on our current crop of Reality TV! Would YOU? I'll wait while you think about The Bachelor, Fear Factor, Jersey Shore and all things Kardashian. Not so funny now, huh?
People have always gotten up to things, and into things and onto things and it’s about time we all got OVER things that aren’t tailor made to suit our particular tastes or echo our personal experiences. Yes, I said it before and it bears repeating, or at least re-showing…
|In other words, if you'd just put on your big girl panties and deal with the fact that the world isn't always to your liking that'd be super. OKAY?|
The real storyline is about women in a time of change which - don’t buy the history written from the HIS pov – are ALL times. Discovering themselves. Deciding if they like what they find in themselves and reinventing themselves. We do it all the time. And every time the process always leaves us just a little bit exposed.
|Yes, Gloria HAD taken her gloves off in public and she LIKED it!|
I say let's celebrate the process.
I'll start by showing off - so unlike me, isn't it? - my lone weekend find. It was from a charming cottage home among belongings that told of someone who loved nice things, kept a cocktail shaker in her kitchen and Fredric's of Hollywood lingerie in a trunk with labels from not so exotic places on it in the closet. The prices were crazy high but when I saw this I had to have it.
|Even the label is irresistible!|
It's so delish I am keeping it on a serving plate!
Have a great week, find good stuff, do fun stuff, unstuff a stuffed shirt. That's the Helen way!
Do something revolutionary... or at least a little revealing today!