A late addition to the blogosphere. Periodic comments on food, politics, music, design and subjects to be determined from a late mid-century modern man.
26 October 2007
The terrifying thing is I remember this advertisement. I stomped my little feet until we flew on TWA from SFO to JFK in 1967. Yes, they did become loafer-clad on my first visit to the wonder of Manhattan's many clothing emporiums. Yes, I have both the menu and the "pilot's wings" from the flight. And yes, we did arrive at the Saarinen terminal, and it was fantastic.