This week, I found this craft magazine from 1964. I believe it is the “Holy Grail” of questionable taste crafts. I’ll let you be the judge.
Now, I wasn’t a housewife in 1964. But I imagine if I was so bored I needed to make a cover for my Comet can, I would have headed for the liquor cabinet instead. Then again, that may have been the inspiration.
Me: “Your eyes closed?”
I know this is supposed to be a handmade Nativity scene…but it also reminds me of that time in college when we rented Shelter #13 at the park…and someone made Sangria that was really good…too good…and the park ranger showed up…and I was the only one in the shelter…except the birds…and the Sangria…and the birds…and the spinning…and the ranger…..
Me: Believe? Yes. Understand? No.
This had to be my favorite from the whole magazine. Nothing says “Happy Holidays” like mucus-sucking syringes made into ornaments. I can’t believe I’ve been passing them up when I see them…I could kick myself.
If you liked this…you’ll like this too. I would have loved to have been in these publishing meetings when these ideas were pitched.