July 18, 2014 · 6:00 am
There is nothing I love more than dogs and cop shows. Or in this instance, Police Reporter!, which was a weekly series that ran in the Chicago Herald-American starting in 1942. It featured detective-like reporters who were instrumental in solving high-profile crime cases. The feature ran Sundays for two years and included photo re-enactments of the famous crimes. Thanks, Chicago Tribune, for always sharing these these old photos from your archives. And thanks to my uncle for sending them my way!
(Photo from the Chicago Tribune)
July 11, 2014 · 6:00 am
Because it’s the “Chihuahua Cha-Cha” and what is better than that? Also this: the appearance standards set forth for the Chihuahua by the American Kennel Club are listed as “Graceful, alert, with saucy expression.” I’d say that about sums up my pups. To a T.
(Photo from LIFE.)
July 4, 2014 · 7:00 am
The most awesome black and white photos I’ve come across, these rare photos show a different side of some pretty famous people, and as the site says: they “capture the essence of eras that have come and gone.” Which, if you think about it, is the best part about black and white photos.
PS: Happy Fourth of July!
(Photos from Distractify, originally seen on Cupcakes and Cashmere)
June 27, 2014 · 5:00 am
I’m back with a black and white Friday post! A while back my uncle sent me this photo collage from the Chicago Tribune about “a good girl gone bad.” It’s the story of Wanda Stopa, a young Polish woman who was Chicago’s first woman assistant U.S. district attorney. Unfortunately that was short lived when she killed her lover’s gardener, and then committed suicide. It’s a tragic story, but worth a peek if you like reading sordid stories from the past (and really, who doesn’t?).
(Image is a Chicago Tribune historical photo)
May 23, 2014 · 2:00 am
I have loved Paris for as long as I can remember. I’m not entirely sure why, but that city always seems to present itself in the best light, kind of like you’re in a dream. This photo shows the steps of Montmartre in 1932 and I remember walking them over 70 years later while I visited Paris in high school. I’d so love to go back.
(Image via Life Magazine’s collection called Brassaï in Paris: A Photographer’s Love Letter to the City of Light)