Debbie Lane
/Debbie Lane - Vintage Stockings Archive
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There were three lovely girls, a lot of damp clouds and only one umbrella. The weather not being heavenly, the girl with the quickest snatch grabbed the brolly. That was DEBORA STEWART, and though the brolly may look a bit mundane you can't say Debbie does. Debbie is the girl we'd most like to explore the Amazon with, as it rains a lot there and Debbie can paddle a canoe and make it all look a gorgeous giggle.
Debbie’s two friends are LIZ MCEWEN and SUSAN FAIRFAX. While Debbie kept the brolly all to herself, Liz and Susan just had to wait for the rain to stop. Girls waiting for the rain to stop can look demurely anxious, especially if they've just emerged from the hairdressers, but Liz and Susan manage to look as if it isn't raining at all. And actually, it isn't.
It's all a lot of hocus-pocus about the weather just to give us a chance to intersperse some flowery chat about the girls. Flowery chat comes easily when it's all about mini-skirted charmers like these.
Span No 156 - August 1967
More from Maureen and the private collection. Maureen looking rather gorgeous as she poses for us on the floor, teasing us with her stocking tops and glimpses of her knickers.
This is not to say JACKIE TAYLOR is diminutive and can't see over shop counters, it simply means she's infatuated with the mini look, and so she should be with knees as photogenic as that.
To people who view the mini-line and say "My word, l've not seen anything as original as that since I fell out of a balloon and landed in the middle of a Saudi Arabian harem," we can only comment that nothing is really new. Topless dresses, for instance, were worn for centuries by the Cretan girls as long ago as 2000 B.C. Miniskirts were worn by the warrior maids of Britain at the time of Julius Caesar, and then there were all those Roman dancing girls who specialised in peekaboo outfits that fairly took the eyebrows off the Roman nobility.
One thing you can say for certain about Jackie and the rest of her sex. They're never dull. They're always conjuring up ways and means to make you ride your bike into a hedge of wild roses and even then, you're almost oblivious of the pain.
Mini girls like Jackie make a man feel life is not wholly disenchanting.
Beautiful Britons No 135 - February 1967
Fabulous picture of Angela Bond fiddling with her stockings while perched on the edge of a stool, and that hairstyle is just amazing. I love it and miss it all. Thanks to Tocofan for contributing this picture for all of us to enjoy.
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Even if it's only goodbye.
We just can't reconcile ourselves to the prospect of having FIONA STUART pass us by without giving us a wave or a smile or a word. You know how it is. You see a girl, an absolute eye-catcher, when you're rushing home from work so that you'll be in time for the twice-weekly serial on Channel 4 and suddenly it's gone.
What's gone?
All that urgency to catch the twice-weekly pay-off.
Suddenly you don't care anymore. You've just seen the most beautiful girl in the world, and you'd give up your fortnight on the Italian Riviera if only she'd speak to you.
She could, like Fiona, be just eighteen, with the kind of smile that makes you feel you've only been standing on one foot for the last two hours. You learn to raise your hat and introduce yourself and tell her what a knockout you are in company.
But she passes you by.
You realise instinctively she doesn't like guys who are knockouts.
You walk quietly away and jump off a bridge.
Love at first sight is the most agonising emotion in the world.
Span No 141 - May 1966
Great picture of Jane Paul looking like she has spotted something in the distance that might interrupt the photo session. I'm not sure if this picture was ever published in a magazine, but please let us all know if you have any information contradicting that. Many thanks to Tocofan for contributing this picture.
More from the private collection of Ann out for a trip in the countryside, giving us some very subtle glimpses of her stocking tops. Allowing our imaginations plenty of fun.
Long Legged blonde, MARGO HAMILTON, is definitely of the opinion that nothing suits a fair-headed girl better than an ensemble in black, and from the way she looks in this outfit we're not disputing that opinion. If you can think of anything, better drop us a card.
You can't be seen at Ascot without an eye-catching hat, and what's more eye-catching than Margo's lampshade chapeau?
Margo is a dancer among other things, and you can bet that when those long legs of hers are encased in fishnet tights your girlfriend won't be too happy about the attention, you're giving this particular dancer. But, after all, you didn't go to the night spot to turn your back on the cabaret, did you?
Spick No 88 - March 1961
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Great picture of Vicki Munro enjoying herself in the countryside while providing us with some great shots of her fancy stockings and black knickers. Many thanks to Tocofan for another fine contribution.
To an up-and-coming model, vital statistics and a vital agent are both something she can't really do without. RENATE MENDER of West Berlin was happy about her statistics, which were a very nice 36-24-36, but she wasn't quite sure just how vital her agent was.
"Call me anytime," he had said.
So, Renate called him at half-past one the following day. "Do you have any work for me?" she asked.
"Look, cut it out, love," said Mr. Friedleburger, "I'm having me fruit and custard. Where'd I be if I didn't give myself time to eat, eh?"
"Well, you did say call anytime," said Renate.
"Fruit and custard time is uncivilised, beautiful," said Mr. Friedleburger, "but since you have called there's a lovely little modelling job advertising tropical holidays up in the Swiss Alps."
"Oh, thank you so much," said Renate.
"That'll learn her," said Mr. Friedleburger as he put the phone down, "it's perishing up in them Alps at the moment."
Renate, as you can see, is delicious. Mr. Friedleburger is unmentionable.
Spick No 212 - July 1971
Let's start the year with Maureen relaxing on the sofa. What do you think Maureen had for Christmas? Perhaps a jigsaw, as I notice a piece on the floor. I'm sure many of us would enjoy an afternoon completing a jigsaw with Maureen.
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