The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

The Golden Age of Publicity #12

Original Caption:

Joan Crawford, the lovely Metro Goldwyn Mayer player, has at last found a very handy device for carrying one's lipstick and perfume vial without losing or breaking them. The handle of her purse is a hollow tube into one end of which the lipstick is held and in the other the perfume vial. (1929)


Dulcette. said...

Ha! Classic indeed... I love it.

SomeNYGuy said...

I guess carrying the lipstick and perfume safely inside the purse is just too complicated a concept.

Feta said...

Well, you need to save as much room as possible in your purse for you prophylactics...