Over Exposure
No, I think it’s time to move on. We have by no means exhausted the subject of wardrobe malfunctions on bygone postcards, but there are other, more delicate, subjects we can address in this special space. (You have no idea how many new outhouse postcards have come into inventory.) We have done enough…
Fashionable Transparency
No, we’re not quite done with our discussion of wardrobe malfunction gags on vintage postcards. We have not even addressed transparency, and THAT, I know, is an up-to-date atter for discussion and debate. I check those articles on transparency in business for useful photos, but maybe I’m missing something. Anyway, this first postcard doesn’t…
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 5
The eyes sparkled. The impudent little chin came down. “Boo!” said Mrs. Silberwetter. Matt took a step back. Mrs. Silberwetter started forward and Matt took five giant steps back. A slow, deep smile rolled across the woman’s rosy face. Every millimeter of exposed tooth brightened the room sixteen candlepower. Eyelashes that should…
Feeling Down
Some wardrobe malfunction jokes are relatively young. This sort of gag, for example, is largely from the era when elastic replaced buttons for holding up the underdrawers. I cannot claim to be much of an expert on fashion, but the lady on this relatively late issue of Cap’n Billy’s Whiz-Bang seems to have chosen…
Out On a Tear
There was never any real plan to do a dissertation on the history of wardrobe malfunctions in art, even just in postcard art. However, the possibilities of revealing accidents are limitless, and it is a fear common to most of us, regardless of class or gender. As a mighty philosopher once stated, “Everybody’s got…
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 4
The rest of the day passed without incident, aside from the tantrum Walter Prince threw on learning Matt has assumed the authority to unlock Watanabe’s cubicle and present it to Carleton Nairn. In the beginning, Matt had suffered terrific anxiety over such explosions, but by now he couldn’t even work up a sweat. He…
Keep Your Skirt Down; You’re a Big Girl Now
In our last thrilling episode, we were considering the Windy Day school of Wardrobe Malfunction postcards. These small cardboard jokes were aimed primarily at a bit more leg exposure than was allowed the average woman going about her daily chores. But if the breezes did not cooperate, an artist could resort to more slapstick…
Now You See It, Now You….
I was going to write a quick and breezy column about the wonderful world of wardrobe malfunctions in bygone postcards. Dropped pants, bathing suits torn in quite the wrong places…it was going to be a high class, high tone study of the humor of previous generations. But there was a theme that was…
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 3
Matt stood up and put out a hand. “Um,” he said. “How do you do?” “Er, good morning,” said Carleton Nairna little taken aback, as were most people, by just how much of Matt there was. Matt had heard of Carleton Nairn. Everyone in the city had heard of Carleton Nairn. The…
FICTION FRIDAY: Three Other Little Pigs
Once upon a time there were three little pigs. The first little pig liked broccoli, so she built a restaurant that served elegant broccoli dishes. The second little pig loved eggs, so she built herself a bistro that served light fluffy egg dishes. The third little pig had no imagination, so she built herself…
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