Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
circa 1917 - Egyptian Deities Cigarettes (par clotho98)
An ad for Cavendish tobacco, a sweet blend commonly used in pipes. Happy Mustache Monday!
NYPL Art and Architecture Collection, Miriam and Ira D. Wallach Division of Art, Prints and Photographs.
A Smoke and a Dream…
A Norwegian cigarette brand uses an image of an American ex-pres on their packs.
I really need to open a tobacciana museum.
A bunch of velocipedestriennes no doubt! Don’t know the original source, but thanks Yaodraws for the picture!
No one gives a shit less than these ladies
No, really…I’m not kidding about Edwardian men and cigarette smoke.
What did I say about the entire deltiological genre of Edwardian men smoking and seeing the faces of their lovers in the clouds of smoke?
I’m telling you: Powerful Hallucinogenics.
I still am a Gentry style smoker bordering on the cusp of Woman and Twee since my little finger has a mind of it’s own and was the object of great consternation and a good deal of abuse by my former piano teacher Miss Mamie Middlebrook. I prefer to hold my drink and my cigarette together in the same hand with the other hand resting lightly upon my waist because I think it gives me a more balanced “I’m a little teapot” look and makes me appear visually more slim.
More great ways to draw attention to yourself while hanging out at the coffee shop pretending you’re doing something important on your MacBook.
Someone’s a little grumpy today.
I used to be a Gentry style smoker back in my smoking days. Now I only smoke when I have a cocktail so I’ve taken up the Stealth pose. I guess that’s to hide the shame of my smokey wayward ways.
A little something that Miss Rittelmeyer might appreciate.
advert for Milo Violet Cigarettes