But doncha guys love the fact that, in 1961, there was still at least the aspiration to middle-brow glamour; the goony yet endearing idea that a pile of rocks "artfully" arranged in the lobby and an Orbach's Norman Norell knock-off could somehow transform a Holiday Inn into a veritable Versailles?
I do so agree with you! It is a glamorous pile of rocks, and I am sure that people would return to their humble abodes, get some rocks and arrange them in their foyer and gardens
“When the World Was Young and Tacky”
ReplyDeleteYou know Innkeeper is an occupation you seldom hear about these days. What a horrible job it would be, The Nation’s Innkeeper.
THE choice for evangelical preachers with their pants down.
ReplyDeleteEven in Amarillo you had some savoir faire!
ReplyDeleteNothing says "glamour" like a pile of rocks in the lobby.
ReplyDeleteChrist! Three children in the back of a convertable with no seatbelts on! Call the police!
ReplyDeleteBut doncha guys love the fact that, in 1961, there was still at least the aspiration to middle-brow glamour; the goony yet endearing idea that a pile of rocks "artfully" arranged in the lobby and an Orbach's Norman Norell knock-off could somehow transform a Holiday Inn into a veritable Versailles?
ReplyDeleteI do so agree with you! It is a glamorous pile of rocks, and I am sure that people would return to their humble abodes, get some rocks and arrange them in their foyer and gardens
ReplyDeletegrowing up in West Texas, I think our regional Spelling Bee banquet was at that Holiday Inn....
ReplyDeletemmm, hope thar's fried catfish on the buffet!!