Pretty pretty hair.
Pretty pretty dead fox accessories and pretty pretty dead lhasa apso hat.
Still, does it mean I’m sick and demented if I think she’s a gorgeous babe? That she’s a gorgeous dead-animal-wearin’ babe?
Please don’t tell PETA. Or Saint Francis. And I’m not Catholic, just covering my bases. Or, also, Pam Anderson — don’t tell her. That one scares me the most. So we’re all agreed? Good.
PS: What is the fluffy fox thing in her lap? A purse? A blanket? A stadium seat cushion? Please enlighten. Thank you.
I kid you not when I tell you that “thing” is called a muff. [snorting with barely suppressed laughter]
Muffs are warm and cozy. You slide things into them; hands of delicate lasses in this case. They’re furry and they have lent their good name to a part of the female anatomy that serves a somewhat similar use. [I can’t hold it in any more . . . BLAAAA – hahahahahaha!!!!]
MUFF!
It’s probably a muff for her hands. They sometimes made them with critter parts still intact.
ew.
But yeah, she’s gorgeous. Even if she IS wearing creepy helpless dead things. 😉
Not sure if they are both the same lady but the second looks like Sean Young.
Marisa — Oh, yeah. It’s probably a muff. That makes sense. Of course, she looks like she’s hesitant to put her hand in her fluffy dead fox muff.
Brian — I can see that a bit. They’re not the same person — I don’t think, but they’re both beautiful.
The hat is staring at me–make it stop!
Kate P — I know. I think it’s still alive.
I can just see the lady sneaking it kibble she has hidden in her muff. 🙂
Those are ostrich plumes on her hat. Egrets were popular, too, though there seemed to be some quibble about wearing them. Class consciousness or something.
In the 1908 Sears Catalogue (from which she obviously didn’t buy that hat) they run from $1.99 to $7.99.
My grandma, back in the ’50’s had a mink necklet of three or four pelts, in their entirety, linked to each other mouth to tail. Unthinkable today, creepily fascinating to a small child then.
Kate P — Haha. “Lemme just reach into this dead animal’s belly to feed the live animal on my head.”
Sal — Yep, thought they were feathers. Just feathers masquerading as a lhasa apso. 😉
Actually, the whole feathered-hat thing helped lead to an early part of the conservation movement, in which Teddy Roosevelt was involved.
(You’re afraid of Pam Anderson coming after you? Think of Teddy Roosevelt, with those giant teeth and that pince-nez, coming after you).
Those animal-head things must have been quite popular; I’ve seen many, many of them in antique shops around here. They make me kind of sad. I might be able to wear fur (if I lived in a cold enough climate) but not fur with its head still on.
Unless it was, like, a live trained cat that would drape itself around my neck and just lie still, purring. That would be kind of cool. Because it would keep you extra warm because it was still, you know, alive.