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The term Sweater Girl was made popular in the 1940s and 1950s to describe Hollywood actresses who adopted the popular fashion of wearing tight sweaters over a cone- or bullet-shaped bra that emphasized the woman’s bust line.
dievca’s additions to her wardrobe (photos below)
to answer the dual call of being a “Sweater Girl”
and the fashion trend of turtlenecks for this Autumn/Winter.
(Now she just needs a cone/bullet shaped bra…What Katy Did…Oh, My!)
Francine Gottfried (born 1947) was an unknown clerical worker who suddenly became an international celebrity when large groups of men began to mob her on her way to work for two weeks in September 1968. Newspapers dubbed her “Wall Street’s Sweater Girl” as her curvaceous figure seemed to be the sole reason that crowds formed spontaneously around her when she appeared in the financial district.
Gottfried first started working in the financial district on May 27, 1968. By late August, a small band of girl watchers had noticed her, and that she always followed the same route. They timed her daily arrival and started spreading the word to their colleagues and co-workers. For three weeks, the band of gawkers grew exponentially larger until on September 18 there were 2,000 people waiting for her.
By this point the crowd itself had become the phenomenon drawing the crowd, and the following day, September 19, over 5,000 financial district employees downed tools, left work and poured into the streets at 1:15 pm to watch the 5-foot 3-inch brunette exit the BMT station clad in a tight yellow sweater and miniskirt and walk to her job at the Chemical Bank New York Trust Company’s downtown data processing center. Police closed the streets and escorted her through the mob, which damaged three cars as men climbed on their roofs to gain a better view. Stockbrokers and bankers leaned out of windows overlooking Wall Street to watch as trading came to a virtual halt. “Ticker tapes went untended and dignified brokers ran amok,” wrote New York magazine. Photographers from all the daily papers and Life, Time, and New York snapped her picture. “A Bust Panics Wall Street As The Tape Reads 43” read a headline in the Daily News.
The following day, Friday, September 20, the corner of Wall and Broad was jammed with 10,000 spectators and press who waited for Gottfried in vain. Her boss had called and asked her to stay home to put a stop to the disturbances. A nice Jewish girl who lived at home with her parents in Williamsburg, she wasn’t seeking notoriety and started taking a different route to work. “I think they’re all crazy,” she was quoted as saying. “What are they doing this for? I’m just an ordinary girl.” After that, the Francine mania on Wall Street quickly subsided, and she eventually left her $92.50 a week job as an IBM 1260 keypunch operator to become a go-go dancer.
dievca’s addition to her wardrobe from MYHABIT
(Cashmere Addiction: $69.00 each):
From Sept. 27th, 2015
dievca bought the last two large pumpkins at her local bodega. They are a little bit strangely shaped – but it will still be fun carving them with Master. she will have to see if she can find an apron to put over her lingerie.
Perhaps you remember that dievca was born in “Fly Over” country….the middle of the USA to be precise. You might not have realized that Master was born in the Midwest, too. He left earlier than dievca did…
Every once in a while dievca likes to honor that heritage and last Friday was
Master’s Midwestern Moment
via dievca. dievca invited Master over for a dinner channeling a traditional Midwestern Meal and presentation.
On the Menu:
Fresh Cut Green Peppers and Tomatoes from the Fire Escape with carrots from the Farmer’s Market along with Goat Cheese and Wisconsin Rye Crackers.
Master brought the wine:
Conversation and cooking occurred for the next 1.5 hours.
Dinner was served at 6:30 pm sharp!
(a little late for the Midwest, but a 1/2 way point with NYC)
After Dinner a little more conversation and relaxing — no hurrying at all.
dievca perked up and asked Master if he would like some Apple Crumble, another glass of wine, a little cock worship or a presentation outfit.
Master chose the Presentation Outfit.
So dievca changed out of this:
Naked and waxed beneath with Master’s Drop Earrings and Burberry Zipper Heels:
Offerings to Master
2nd Round of Cock Worship
Aha Moment! Master gets even larger watching His dievca Orgasm
Multiple Orgasm Finish (for both parties)
The second dessert was offered after a time of odalisquescing and boneless relaxation:
Apple Crumble (Made with four types of apples from the Farmers Market):
Hopefully dievca did the Midwest proud.
Master seemed to think so~
How ’bout you?
Channel you 1960’s Household Kink in this Ladylike Day Dress and Wrapper originally bought on Park Avenue in NYC. Your Sir, Mistress or Master will be willing to walk through the leaves with His/Her elegant submissive on His/Her arm.
Petticoat = an underskirt.
Petticoats were prominent throughout the 16th to 20th centuries.
Today, petticoats are typically worn to add fullness to skirts in the Gothic and Lolita subcultures.
And if you were wondering what the difference is between a crinoline and a petticoat:
A crinoline /krɪn.əl.ɪn/ is a stiffened or structured petticoat designed to hold out a woman’s skirt, popular at various times since the mid-19th century. Originally,crinoline described a stiff fabric made of horsehair (“crin”) and cotton or linen which was used to make underskirts and as a dress lining.
(1950’s Household Kink: presenting for your Sir/Master/Madame)
dievca was cutting a pineapple to share with Master and the idea for becoming a Pineapple Princess and pulling from Tiki Culture flashed through her head.
Cue the Annette Funicello:
The advent of Tikidom can be traced back to a man named “Don the Beachcomber”, aka “Donn Beach”, aka “Donn Beach-Comber”… or, less interestingly, Ernest Raymond Beaumont Gantt. Gantt was a Texan born in 1907, but he knew there was a whole world outside the steak-scented borders of the Lone Star State, so he traveled to the rum-scented Caribbean and South Pacific and learned a lot about how to chill on the way.
When Don returned to the States, he wanted to emulate the laid-back times he experienced in the tropics, so he opened the world’s first Tiki bar, Don the Beachcomber, in Los Angeles in 1934. People — including celebrities — flocked to the bar for its escapist ambiance, potent-but-tasty rum cocktails, and exotic cuisine (which was actually slightly modified Cantonese food, but still — not very typical for the times).
Also in 1934, “Trader” Vic Bergeron opened a similar bar in Oakland (originally called Hinky Dinks, but changed to Trader Vic’s in 1937) that also drew crowds for its Polynesian-themed drinks and food. Because of its success, Vic was able to open more locations in places like Seattle and Hawaii (before statehood!). A fad was developing.
During World War II, Gantt was deployed, so his wife took over management of the bar and expanded it into a chain with 16 locations. Tiki culture — inspired by the art, style, and attitudes of Polynesia — became huge in America during the 1940s and ‘50s, and fueled the two chains’ success even more, because people wanted to experience a time away from work and stress.
Tiki bars fell out of the public eye for a while between the ‘60s and ‘90s, but experienced a resurgence thanks to a few dedicated Tiki acolytes, who started up bars based on the original Don the Beachcomber and Trader Vic’s.
Your typical Tiki cocktail is a mix of light or dark rum, flavored syrups, and tropical fruit juices — which is essentially the recipe for the Mai Tai (rum, orange Curacao, syrup, lime juice), the first Tiki drink to have widespread popularity after it was (allegedly) invented by Trader Vic in 1944.
1 oz amber rum
1 oz dark rum
1 oz fresh lime juice
½ oz orgeat syrup
½ oz Cointreau
1 sprig of fresh mint and a piece of a pineapple
Add all the ingredients to a cocktail shaker except the mint and pineapple. Shake and strain into a high ball glass filled with ice. Garnish with the fresh mint and pineapple, you can float some extra dark rum on top.
CUTE LITTLE UMBRELLAS
Rumor has it that the umbrellas were originally developed as a way of keeping the ice in a drink cold on a warm day out on the beach. They were popularized by Trader Vic in the 1930s, and caught on from there.
Information is condensed and modified from an article by Adam Lapetina a food/drink staff writer at Thrillist
You could go with a range of clothing for your Sir or Madam, from grass skirts, no top with leis or more 1950’s Household Kink with a retro dress or Hawaiian shirt in a kitschy pattern. dievca was hooked on being a Pineapple Princess when she ran into these dresses from Loco Lindo:
Can you imagine serving your Sir or Madame a Mai Tai on their arrival home and kneeling to offer them fresh pineapple from the husk. Perhaps a little 1950’s/1960’s beach music in the background. And an interesting tie bikini or swimsuit trunks under your kitschy 1950’s Print dress/top. Could be a lot of innocent, or a little more, risqué Fun!
dievca would like to offer some sweet and innocent items she ran into while researching being a Pineapple Princess and Tiki Culture — who knows maybe the onesies would be of use after creating an excellent Cosplay moment + 9 months. XO
FRESH BLUEBERRIES for Master!
dievca’s Master loves blueberries – she wants to change it up from the Crumble of past years, so she is trying a Blueberry Pie Recipe for Homemade Pie Day.
A homey way to serve Master.
4 Cups fresh blueberries
3/4 Cup white sugar
5 level Tablespoons cornstarch
1 9″ double crust recipe
1/4 teaspoon of salt
1 Tablespoon of butter
1/2 teaspoon of ground cinnamon
2 Tablespoons of lemon juice
Preheat oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C).
Mix sugar, cornstarch, salt, cinnamon, lemon juice and mix with blueberries.
Line pie dish with one pie crust. Pour berry mixture into the crust, and dot with butter. Cut remaining pastry into 1/2 – 3/4 inch wide strips, and make lattice top.
Crimp and flute edges.
Bake pie on middle rack of oven for about 50 minutes, or until crust is golden brown.
Wait 1 hour before cutting to let the cornstarch set.