If we all love the era, the clothes, movies, etc, there must exist (or at least there does for me) a moment of perfection - when we do something we think of as quintessentially of the time, or that reminds us of "back then."
One for me, an actuality, the second a dream.
1. Cotton men's pajama sets from out of my drawers in my 50's Russel Wright furniture. The smell of the pajamas and drawers is exactly that of my Grandfather. When I wear the cotton pajama sets I look like him and feel like him too. Very nice.
2. The dream would be walking out of a rainy NY day into an Automat for a hot lunch while wearing a fedora and raincoat. Hope some day I can actually visit anything close to an automat!
Anyone else, the height of that vintage feeling? What we all long for in experience?
One for me, an actuality, the second a dream.
1. Cotton men's pajama sets from out of my drawers in my 50's Russel Wright furniture. The smell of the pajamas and drawers is exactly that of my Grandfather. When I wear the cotton pajama sets I look like him and feel like him too. Very nice.
2. The dream would be walking out of a rainy NY day into an Automat for a hot lunch while wearing a fedora and raincoat. Hope some day I can actually visit anything close to an automat!
Anyone else, the height of that vintage feeling? What we all long for in experience?