Making the Mad Men Bros Jealous

So after I dug up that old ‘Vassarette’ ad yesterday, I realized I have a pretty fat catalog of old ads saved on my computer. Technically, you could find them on my Facebook page in the album ‘Old Fucking Ads’, but that’s Facebook, and we don’t support vulgarity here. Anyway, about three years ago I got a flat-tire in front of a yard sale, and tried to buy 3 Saturday Evening Posts from the 40’s/50’s. The old guy there insisted I take an entire stack, and, you know me, I don’t like to argue.

Then I peddled my flat-tired bike home. That’s OK though, I felt lighter than air thanks to my recently acquired old-school printed matter. Check it:

Smoke 'em while you got 'em

Don Draper WISHES he’d thought of a sexy nurse to sell Chesterfields.

Stick with it!

This tennis player looks like a Nazi.

My personal fave brand

Did you guys guess the theme yet?

Cigarettes! Because I’m not just nostalgic for old-timey ads, but also for the days when people blithely smoked cigs all day long, inside and out, without the slightest tinge of cancer-related guilt. Shucks.