I love to browse antique markets, but often can't afford to buy anything. So it is always with an easter-egg-hunt sense of intrigue that I come upon the ubiquitous basket of vintage "found photos". At a quarter or two per photo, I can always afford to dip my hand into these treasure troves from the lives of others. Some people find it morbid, I suppose, but I love the mystery, the intrigue, the densely-scribbled pages of the book that was this or that unknown life.
This one, I love. Those outfits! And on the deck of a ship! It just doesn't get any better. How I covet those shoes (not that they would have fit on my size 11 tall-girl-feet)! The pearls! The cloche hats! And, oh, best of all...the gentleman in the middle. How can I choose what I love best about his outfit? I guess I'll have to go with the striped socks. Oh, how I love that man for wearing those striped socks with his knickers!! And look at his David Niven moustache!! Beautious.
Oh, P.S., Who do you suppose was torn out of the right side of this photo?? Intrigue, to boot!