I wish women wore hats the way they did in the 1920s and 1930s. I don’t know what it is, exactly. Sure, men’s hats are OK too. But it’s not the same; they’re not as interesting; they don’t evoke the age in quite the same way.
There is something wonderful about a woman in a hat.
Sidney Kelly. Murder, assault, drugs, pimping.
F. Murray. A burglar who spent his ill gotten gains on booze and prostitutes.
Walter smith. Street robber.
S. Skukerman. Fraudster.
H. Ellis. Crime boss. Incited gang members to commit his crimes.
6×4 glass plate negatives
Some more info. And a New York crime scene photo I posted a while back.
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This photograph reminds me of the golden age of travel. Trains, plains and auto-mobiles. Many moons ago, travel was exciting and rather classy. There is little to like about current transport networks (other than that they’re functional, faster and more frequent and allegedly more comfortable – though certainly not in rush-hour).
And seating like they had then is so much more civilized than the horrid metal seats we have today. And at London stations there are nowhere near enough seats. In fact, there are hardly any.
Love the sepia tone on this. When I was young I liked the idea of fashion design. Always loved how those designers could sketch those amazing drawings. I moved on from that phase, wanting to join the armed forces.