Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Cinema Tuesdays {Pin Up Girl}

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In this short 1944 musical, America's favourite pin up, Betty Grable, plays Lorry, a sweet but compulsive liar from a small town who by the end of the picture ends up as a big night club singer and wins the heart of a war hero while maintaining some impressive hair styles that could only be achieved with the help of several studio hairdressers. It also stars Martha Raye and Joe E. Brown. The film itself is rather fluffy and silly, but it has lots of peppy musical numbers and Miss Grable showing off her morale-boosting million dollar legs.
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My favourite outfit from the movie
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Forties Streetwalker Chic!
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Here is a deleted number that I found. I prefer her embroidered dress and the song to the "Don't Carry Tales" number from the finished movie.

Don't Blink

As you may know from this post last year, my Pappy and I like hanging out in graveyards slightly more than the average person. Cause that's what cool people do.
29 Aug 11
Last week we went to Mountain View Cemetery, Vancouver's oldest and only cemetery as founded in 1887. I wore the Hawaiian dress I bought at The Red Light in Portland and shortened. Also my boater hat (to prevent sun burn) and my sunglasses that I have no idea where I got them but remember that I paid $10 for them.

Isn't that a beautiful Art Deco building? It's actually the crematorium, the second one built in Canada!
Why can't I take my elephant for a walk in the graveyard?
This is the sign they put up to enforce the dogs on a leash bylaw. I told you cool people hang out in graveyards, although I am disappointed that I can't take my elephant for a walk in the cemetery anymore.
This is the granite storage area off in the corner, full of broken headstones.

We also spotted a few mild but still creepy Weeping Angels on our tour. Pappy ran away from them.
I, of course, have no fear of the Weeping Angels. Well, expect for this one.
Wasn't it cruel of the BBC to have spilt the season in half and leave us with a cliff hanger over the summer?
Some of the older graves didn't have anything other than a general marker. This one is cute and unique, but some of them just said "Mum" or "Dad" and they could belong to anyone's relatives at any point in the cemetery's hundred plus year history.
As with all cemeteries, there were thousands of soldiers graves from the two wars. Although some of them lived full lives, most of the ones in the three War Memorial sections were for soldiers who had survived and returned home, only to die within five years from the effects of being at the Front.
Of course, you know my favourite type of tombstone: the space left for the spouse who is obviously dead but didn't want to be buried there.