I am so loopy, out of it with pain, and likely to be a space cadet for a day or two, until I have meds and couple of nights of sleep under me. Earlier, I was looking for a book, and came across this little tome I picked up at a thrift store some time back, because it made me laugh so much. In 1970, I was already well aimed down the hippie path, and I never saw this book then, which was when it was published. It is stuffed full of all that horribly cringeworthy advice that adults aimed at you when trying to be hip. If I remember, I’ll do some at random on Tuesdays. Naturally, all these incredibly groovy tips for tuned-in teens is aimed at girls only.
From the Boys! Boys! Boys! Where to find yours, and how to keep him that way section:
“Most boys hate sarcasm in a girl. You may be a quick wit with your girl friends, but cool it when he’s around.”
“Know enough about sports to keep up a conversation with boys, but don’t know more than they do.”
“Want to make sure whether or not he loves you? The following is as good a method as any. Place side by side a glowing ember and an ice cube. If the ice puts out the ember, then his heart is cold. But if the ember melts the ice, you’ve won him!”
From The Look You’ll Love, it’s still you – only prettier section:
“After you get dressed, have fixed your hair, and put on your make-up, look in the mirror. Something’s missing, right? Right! You forgot your smile – perhaps the most important “final touch” any girl can put on. A pleasant smile can turn even a plain girl into a beauty. And it can turn a beauty into . . . wow!”
[I hated fake smiling then, hate it now.]
“Eye drops are an important cosmetic. Use it before applying make-up for that starry-orbed look and to erase redness.”
“Fasten a mirror inside your notebook for peeks between classes to make sure make-up is still on.”
“Many girls put on their prettiest faces only for school or dates. They’ll spend Saturday morning in curlers and creams. But suppose he suddenly turns up and gets frightened away? Don’t make this mistake. Be your best you all the time. If curl you must, tie on an attractive kerchief. As for beauty creams – please, stay off the street. As a matter of fact, stay in your room! Beauty demands a price, and pay this one willingly.”
[I vaguely remember rolling my eyes over such as that ^.]
“Fasten on a super long, superfake braid and let it be perky down your back. Makes shorties look like tallies!”
[Oh, I remember those things, they were everywhere. Mine was real. Still is.]
That’s all for today, groovy gals and guys!