Michelle Angelo

Sexploitation icon, Michelle Angelo ooozing sheer sex appeal as usual. Best known for her active part in 60′s sexploitation cinema as well as her breast size. She is one of the most photographed women of the 1960′s from Playboy and hundreds of other erotic men’s publications. When you think vintage skin mags, you should think Michelle Angelo. I guess all big things do come from Texas.
BSA Carrier Bicycles 1939

The Birmingham Small Arms Company a.k.a BSA was also in the business of manufacturing bicycles. The company was founded in 1861 by a group of gunsmiths in Birmingham, England. The now defunct company began manufacturing bicycles in the 1880′s when the sale of guns declined. The BSA bicycle division was later sold to Raleigh Industries in 1957.
Snow Day Sleeeeeeeaze
It’s Saturday, and I am at my office in a fucking blizzard. This is the second blizzard we have endured this winter in a city that rarely even gets any type of accumilation. The snow drift in our parking lot right meow is over my knees, and is apparently falling (still) at a rate of 2″ an hour, greeeat. So enjoy my little blasts of vintage sleaze through out the day.
Here is a vintage publication, Mentor. A throwback to the good ol’ days when being sleazy was an art, and didn’t require all the glitz and glamour of fake tits, pounds of make-up, and all the other garbage of today’s smut.
Risky Business…machines

Yes, she is very attractive. Yes, the fishnet thingy she is wearing is also quite nice. But, like a loser, the first thing I spotted was that fine piece of equipment in the background…the typewriter. I thought it looked familiar, and it was. It happens to be the same typewriter I scored over the summer on one of my early morning walks for coffee. Its a R.C. Allen Visomatic. They were made in the 1940′s by R.C. Allen Business Machines Inc. Grand Rapids Michigan. Below is picture of mine.

Must have for 2010

I can garauntee you’ll get more than a massage with Mr. Peepers there rubbing his greazzy little feelers all over you. Honestly though, he doesn’t look like he would be one of those guys who is much into women. He seems to be more of the adult bookstore, glory-hole regular kinda guy. I do have to give my man credit on the fishnet tank top.
More photos of the album after the jump
Estoy esperando el hombre de la pee-pee

When they say printed matter is dead, this is a prime example of how sad but true that is. I love these vintage skin mags. There is something so much more sleazy about going to the local magazine shop to score your daily dose of inspiration. I really wish I could get my hands on some of these in mint condition.
Claritone Sound
Oh my shit, look at that stereo set up Miss Canadian Bacon is standing next to. I would suck a moose dick to have that thing at the crib. They really don’t make’em like they used to. Now it’s just plug your speakers into your computer, no style at all. Not to mention it sounds like shit.

This console is buttery too. There is one just like it at this joint down the street from my house, although it probably doesn’t work. Damn, I want an old console like this so bad.

Is that you Mom?
I’m not too sure what’s going on here, well, I am…but that’s not the point. I do find the fact her eyes are blacked out a little humorous. I’m pretty sure this woman’s adult children are not cruising vintage SM sights, only to be surprised by a photo of ma’dukes from the good ‘ol days.
Good Housekeeping

Oh Hai! You see I ran out of rope, so let me use the vacuum to tie you up. Actually, I’m lying, I didn’t run out of rope; I just really like vacuuming, and I figured tying you up “to” the vacuum would make me like it that much better.
To be honest, I do have a facination, a fondness towards vacuuming. I couldn’t tell you why, I just do. I also really like these vintage dirty pictures, so I really hit the jackpot when I came across this one on the interwebs. I am still waiting for that day where I come across a whole box of vintage dirty photos; the ones that are on that thick fiberous 120 film. I do have some dirty photos that have been mailed to me at my job (don’t ask), maybe if you’re lucky I will actually post them one day.












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