Life, 1921-04-28 · page 8 of 36
Life — April 28, 1921 — page 8: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two distinct sections: **Top illustration**: A sketch showing two men in conversation on a street, with the caption "Holy smoke, Jim, they've got you loaned down this morning" / "Yes, sir, a moving picture actor is living on this route now." This appears to be social satire about the presence of film actors in residential neighborhoods—treating their arrival as a notable, somewhat amusing local event. **"Some Spring Styles" section**: Fashion commentary predicting trends for the upcoming season, including shortened hemlines, changes to wedding ties worn "loose," and the return of eight-ounce gloves for formal occasions. This is straightforward fashion reporting rather than political satire. **Bottom illustration**: Unrelated scene of people in what appears to be a boat or viewing platform, with the caption "Gee! I'm lucky to get a seat. It's generally so crowded."
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ChssTey b gage “MOLY SMOKE, JIM, THEY'VE COT YOU LOADED DOWN THIS MORNING.” “YES, SIR, A MOVIN’ PICTURE ACTOR IS LIVIN’ ON TILIS ROUTE NOW.” Some Spring Styles will be cut low. Some modification is noted in the old-fashioned flowing income, which is now being worn close-cropped. Crime—as in the season just passed— will be waved. From Washington comes word that the rage for tape will continue, the prevailing shade being red. Marriage ties will be worn loose, in contrast to the knotted variety so popular a few years ago. Private stocks for town and country are enjoying a wide vogue. These are intended exclusively for indoor wear. The self-loading Colt automatic prom- ises to supersede the old-fash‘oned roll- ing pin with the younger married sct. The return of the cight-ounce glove for formal occasions is predicted. It has been worn with success at several large gatherings recently. “cee! VM LUCKY TO GET A SEAT, LIF® The Passionate Freudian to His Love NLY name the day, and we'll fly away In the face of old traditions, To a sheltered spot, by the world forgot, Where we'll park our inhibitions, * Come and gaze in eyes where the lovelight lies As it psychoanalyzes, And when once you glean what your fancies mean Life will hold no more surprises. When you've told your love what you're thinking of Things will be much more informal ; Through a sunlit land we'll go hand-in-hand, Drifting gently back to normal. While the pale moon gleams, we will dream sweet dreams, And I'll win your admiration, For it’s only fair to admit I'm there With a mean interpretation, In the sunrise glow we will whisper low Of the scenes our dreams have painted, And when you're advised what they symbolized We'll begin to feel acquainted. So we'll gaily float in a slumber boat Where subconscious waves dash wildly; In the stars’ soft light, we will say good-night,— And “good-night!" will put it mildly. Our desires shall be from repressions free— As it's only right to treat them, To your ego’s whims I will sing sweet hymns, And ad libido repeat them. With your hand in mine, idly we'll recline Amid bowers of neuroses, While the sun secks rest in the great red west We will sit and match psychoses, So come dwell a while on that distant isle In the brilliant tropic weather ; Where a Freud in need is a Freud indeed, We'll be always Jung together. Dorothy Parker. 11’S GENERALLY SO CROWDED.” comicbooks.com