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No, no, no! Man from 1989, you’ve made a mistake. Your girlfriend said she’d like to see you in sexy nightwear, NOT sexist nightwear! Now you can turn her off AND piss her off at the same time…

No, no, no! Man from 1989, you’ve made a mistake. Your girlfriend said she’d like to see you in sexy nightwear, NOT sexist nightwear! Now you can turn her off AND piss her off at the same time…

A not-very-cheerful thought for Valentine’s Day from LIFE magazine (12 February 1940).
But don’t worry, hopeful spinsters. It could be worse. You could be living in the mid-19th century and feeling really miserable!

A not-very-cheerful thought for Valentine’s Day from LIFE magazine (12 February 1940).

But don’t worry, hopeful spinsters. It could be worse. You could be living in the mid-19th century and feeling really miserable!

Yeah, but at 41, Contestant No. 1 can write a lurid bestselling autobiography, rake in the cash and do it all over again!
And frankly, we all know who’d be more fun at a party.

Yeah, but at 41, Contestant No. 1 can write a lurid bestselling autobiography, rake in the cash and do it all over again!

And frankly, we all know who’d be more fun at a party.

(Source: grottu)

(Reblogged from fugaciousephemera)
This ad from 1968 offers ladies a welcome 15-minute whisky binge before they get back in the kitchen. How enlightened.

This ad from 1968 offers ladies a welcome 15-minute whisky binge before they get back in the kitchen. How enlightened.

This ad from 1959 doesn’t mention when National “Hit Your Demanding Chauvinist Husband Over The Head With A Tray And Go Out On A Bender” Week is, but I imagine it’s not far away.

This ad from 1959 doesn’t mention when National “Hit Your Demanding Chauvinist Husband Over The Head With A Tray And Go Out On A Bender” Week is, but I imagine it’s not far away.

A rather startling cigarette ad from 1971. Of course, it’s not mentioned that smoking pretty cigarettes from a pretty packet vastly increases your chances of catching a pretty horrible disease.

An ad from 1972. They may be oppressed by the corporate patriarchy, but at least they’ve got killer knitwear on their side.