One Year Later…This Much Closer to Being a Nurse with a Mustache

It has been one year since I moved to Montana and experienced the woes of Bozemanic Depression, but the good news is that I am approximately three months away from completing my program and becoming and official nurse with a mustache. I figure'd that these old ads would be an appropriate post to put up in honor of this odd little milestone in the progression in the Wonderful World of Clutter.

Unfortunately, we don't get to wear capes and starched caps anymore. Apparently the white caps of the nursing fetish set were bacteria factories. Go fig. Personally, I know I would have looked stunning wearing one.

Today in Offensive Advertising…Old School Style

While combing through a stack of old magazines I picked up at a recent estate sale, I came across this old ad for Frederick's of Hollywood.

People often complain about the nature of today's advertising campaigns, but I don't think anything can be quite as tasteless as this.

Try as I might to make a joke about this, I really can't.

Suicide and lack of clothes…scratch that…Suicide and lack of high-end lingerie--now we see the true price of vanity.

Morels…Finally!

After a year's absence they are finally back. Today I found two more. Hopefully, I can gather a more during these next few weeks east of the Rockies.