Question: Is lingerie, in particular, slips, a part of your life?

(1) Some!
(2) Somewhat…
(3) What?

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Answers of (1) or (2) can see more of our vintage slips here.

In store now. The above is a tiny part of it, the ’60s sex factor. But sex on your mind or out, come down and grab the best.

The man bent over his guitar,
A shearsman of sorts. The day was green.

They said, ‘You have a blue guitar,
You cannot play things as they are.’

The man replied, ‘Things as they are
Are changed upon the blue guitar.’

And they said then, ‘But play, you must,
A tune beyond us, yet ourselves,
A tune upon the blue guitar
Of things exactly as they are.’

The Blue Guitar
Wallace Stevens

If you repeat this over and aloud and hear yourself in the crack, you will.
If not, Stevie’s Vintage Lingerie is quite uplifting.

We use this book to prop up a light at the window display, not because it is not good, but because it has the potential to look salacious. Of course it is for sale.

Ah, Love, you smell of petroleum
and overwork
with grease on your fingernails,
paint in your hair
there is a pained look in your eye
from no appreciation
you speak to me of the lilacs
and appleblossoms we ought to have
the banquets we should be serving,
afterwards rubbing each other for hours
with tenderness and genuine
olive oil
someday. Meantime here is your cracked plate
with spaghetti. Wash your hads &
touch me, praise
my cooking. I shall praise your calluses.
We shall dance in the kitchen of our imagination.

by Judy Grahn
‘Ah, Love, you smell of petroleum’

(taken from What Sappho Would Have Said)

From between the ’50s to the ’70s, browse the rest of our vintage lingerie if you are one to mind what’s naked to the eye. I also know they are even better to take out of the intended context of lingerie dressing, to unintended dressing!