In the kingdom of Southern Californialand we don’t have a king, but we do have a queen - the Rose Queen. Her reign is brief - just a year. The Queen and her court work their way up through the charm schools and debutant balls of the San Gabriel Valley. The highest call of duty for the bevy of beauties is waving very properly to their subjects and cradling a super-sized bouquet of red roses like a baby while being strapped on a flower covered barge-like vehicle riding toward the morning sunshine of the New Year. Palm trees and crystal clear blue sky provide the picture perfect backdrop.CLICK FOR MORE!
This slide is marked: Holly, Sandra and the Powell’s, July 1. Holly is the man on the left. The man on the right is smoking. And the ladies are wearing gloves - how civilized! I hope they’re not planning on giving Chinatown the white glove test!CLICK FOR MORE!
This is “Mr. and Mrs. Bobbysocks.” What they did in 1956, I did this last week. I went to Arizona. Yes, in Phoenix. I was there performing slide shows at Taliesin West for journalists flown in from around the country to preview the brand-spankin’ new 2005 PT Cruiser Convertible by Chrysler. On the days off what were D-J (aka Tex), my producer, and I to do but run around looking for local time warps, treasures and leftovers from days past.CLICK FOR MORE!