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If you ask me, dear, I'll have you know that we're now living in a highly eclectic time (not that you haven't noticed it already). Since the 60s drew to a close there have been no more iconic archetypes of female style. Following the 70s and 80s, which tended more towards the ridiculous than the sublime, we plunged headlong into a melting pot of vintage cultural references, which is still bubbling over full blast. A precarious time it is, without a uniform style model to go down in history, but then we can at least do plenty of mixing and matching at our own sweet will. In any case, the fact remains that women are still quite fond of striking a fine pose for the camera, and that's what my girls and myself have been doing here, either in the best tradition of some time- honored genres or as our 21st century eclectic selves.Vntage porn!

Imagine a manly man obeying a call of duty, a brave soldier, an ace pilot, a hardy sailor out at sea, all stressed out by the loom of the risks he's taking without a fair lady at his side to relieve the tension. Or even a regular wistful bachelor, with little time to spare for playing the field. Oh, who would succor the poor fellows in those times of need but the Pinup Girl! Thoroughly inviting in her varying states of semi-undress, with a welcoming smile and a devilish glint in the eye, she is a sight for sore eyes and a salve for lonesome hearts, and, what's more, she keeps her mouth shut and makes no demands for the man's undivided attention. A fond glance every now and then keeps her well-pleased as she regards the grave proceedings with a playful eye. It's a man's world after all, but the Pinup Girl's got dibs on the best vantage point.

The notorious Jazz Age was a cathartic time, a time for shedding the shackles of the old school mannerisms, as evidenced, among other things, by the stark geometry favored by the artistic movement of Art Deco. Sandwiched between two great wars, the Art Deco iconoclasts sought liberation of the oppressive past, while the loom of the horrors yet to come was still too faint to cast a real shadow. The youth of the day ran wild, and it wasn't long before their devil-may-care abandon spread like wildfire throughout society, compelling even the older generation to modify their general outlook. The new women were particularly fast to transform to the max. Having pensioned off the cumbersome corsets and sweltering floor length skirts, the so-called flapper flaunted her powdered knees in short, loose dresses and rolled-down stockings, smoked cigarettes by the dozen, sported exaggerated makeup, danced up a storm on a daily basis and even (gasp!) attended petting parties. She walked tall, dangling her long beads in your face, and spoke her mind like never before, resolved to carve out a niche for herself in that male-dominated world. She cast her vote, held down a job and refused to settle down too soon. In the words of a poet: "Her girlish ways may make a stir, her manners cause a scene, but there's no more harm in her than in a submarine" Just how harmless is a submarine?

Back in the day when Paris was still without its famed Eiffel tower, what an abundance of frills and baubles there was! Flippant girls whooped it up in a cancan line, skirts flying aloft, thighs flashing, all asparkle with champagne bubbles. Frivolous affectations, coy smiles and sunny dispositions reigned supreme, making up the eroticism of the day. However, with the arrival of what is now known as Art Nouveau (or Jugendstil, Sezessionstil, Modernisme in other lands), things did an abrupt about-face. Flippancy gave way to mystery, the buoyant danseuse was upstaged by the sleek enchantress, whose elongated silhouette radiated a fairy charm tinged with an out-of-this-world arrogance. No more giggles and mincing manners-the Art Nouveau lady looked like she had just stepped out of a romantic legend, complete with coils of serpentine vegetation and a riot of fantastic blooms. Ah, what a flattering image! The long tall backbone of that entire cultural movement (with a Parisian tower to match), which remains one of the most exquisitely stylized artistic phenomena in history.Vintage porn.