My crush...with eyeliner...and eyeshadow...and lacey panties...and a pretty necklace!

I don't know about you but every time one of my guy friends gets into my makeup and lingerie, I get mighty pissed off.  The behavior is so inappropriate-- I just fume! 

I mean, seriously, dude, if you're gonna try on my favorite lace panties, don't stretch 'em out, and if you're gonna borrow my make-up, for god's sake, put the lids back on!

Manners, dude. It's just common courtesy...

Cover Artist: the great Robert Bonfils (of course)

Her body's too Bettie-licious for you babe!

Back in the day...before "Jersey Shore"...before the dawn of tanning beds and the age of the oompa loompas, there was something primitive that people did to catch a tan. Drumroll please... they sunbathed!

Yes, that's right.  For a mere cost of absolutely nothing, you too can get a tan for absolutely free!  Just ask Bettie Page.

And yeah, that's pretty much the main reason for sharing this vintage 1950's sunbathing girlie mag.  Ms. Bettie Page....the one and only!

"Men Today"...need to learn some manners!

Seriously, she's just trying to go about her business when she's accosted by men from the East Berlin Torture Palace!  Didn't their mothers ever teach them not to abduct innocent people?  Apparently not... "Men Today"...sheesh.

Dude looks like a hobo...

It's been a long time since I've posted anything on this blog.  I have no grand excuses.  I've been just damn lazy.  But that's the American way, right?  That and losing chip crumbs in your belly button while watching reality tv.  But, alas, I digress.

I'd like to offer this bit of eye candy as an apology for my slothful behavior.  Why this one?  Because who doesn't love a mini-skirt?  And because apparently blonde hobos smoking out of cigarette holders get all the ladies.  Now how's that for an incongruity...take that Mitt Romney!