It’s titled “Lorraine and Me”, and was posted at corvaircenter.com. Your turn.
Oh, that racing stripe! Those of you who weren’t around in the 1960’s cannot understand just how popular those were. The most awful beater machines would sport them as well as new Mustangs, Camaros and Chevelles, plus many others.
Even jackets and windbreakers had them for a “sporty” look – I know, I owned two of them – into the mid-1970’s.
The wingtip glasses? They were once quite stylish, too…glad they aren’t now and hopefully never again!
I love these old pictures too. Doesn’t this one just beg to be a Curbside Caption?
Howabout: Lorraine’s only regret on this beautiful day was that she had not tried harder to convince Bill to wait just a little longer on the Mustang that they had ordered instead of impatiently settling for the Corvair. 🙂
It begged hard enough, and got its wish!
That’s a Virginia license plate, with a City of Norfolk tag. Judging by the young couples dress and her veil, they’ve just come from Sunday Mass. I don’t recognize the location. My brother was about that young mans age in 1964, but he had a beautiful red ’64 Falcon convertible with 260 V-8 and three speed manual. Ah, memories…
Actually… those glasses have become somewhat popular again – worn ironically by hipsters and genuinely enthusiastically by fans of retro pinup culture.
My 25 year old wife has a pair of them, as do several of her friends.
For some reason I’m reminded of the opening scene of Thunderball with James Bond and the “widow”.
“When Lorrainne showed up with her latest beau for Grandpa Nader’s funeral, well, you can imagine the horror of the guests and family, especially Cousin Ralph, considering the choice of vehicle!”
Love those old metal city tags Virginia had in those days before they went to city stickers that we’re stuck next to the VA inspection stickers. 1964 was one year forward of the shake up/break up of the old Tidewater counties to form Chesapeake and a larger Virginia Beach, along with a reconfigured Portsmouth.
And everyone though Pete Campbell was a square…..
Interesting the stripes run over the roof, but not below the bumper.
“Forget it, you’re nowhere near the Bonnie & Clyde look”
After Ed’s funeral his 2nd wife wasted no time trying to find a 3rd husband.
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