"I dunno Grandpa, probably just chill at the beach with some friends.
"Well, that seems pretty tame. Of course, I remember all the Spring Breaks from my college days."
"Uhhh, you went to all those rowdy places like Panama City and South Padre? Grandpa, I can't really picture you doing that"
"Hey kid, I was young once. And yes, most of my classmates went off to those warm weather ports for a week of drunken, baccalaurean debauchery. However, a small, albeit hardy, minority of us cool kids would trek off in the opposite direction towards the ski slopes!"
"Why the Big Book catalogs from Sears and JCPenney of course. Son, what are you doing on that on that smartphone?"
"I'm looking up ski fashions on the internet. See Grandpa, no need to lug around those big catalogs anymore."
"Well, son, the beach scene is great, but there were plenty of cute gals on the slopes as well."
Back at the chalet, all is well. Very, very, well.....
A sampling of the, ahem, wildlife inhabiting the upper reaches of the Mid-Rocky Mountain region of the USA (eat your hearts out beach bums!) (2)
Hey, is that Kathy on the left?!?!?! Wow! (3)
"Yes son, skiing involves, well how do I delicately put this, actually physical exertion. I know that concept is almost anathema to your generation. Basically we skied our behinds off the first day. That reduced our muscles to a quivering, lumpen mass of jello. We'd then spend the rest of week trying to recover."
"And that is supposed to be fun? yeah right."
"Grandpa, why are you smiling? GRANDPA!"
"Oh sorry, I sorta wandered off there. I was just reminiscing about the 'apres ski.'"
"No, no, 'apres ski'. That was sorta the whole point about going skiing in the first place! The slopes were great, but it was what was waiting for you back at the lodge that mattered."
(1) This post started out as a "Fashion as Couples Therapy" post, but it sort took on a life of its own.
(2) Re-blogged from styleandthestartup.com
(3) If anyone can confirm whether this is, indeed, Kathy or not, please let me know. The year is right (1972) and it sure looks like her! The pic is from a Conde Nast magazine. Re-blogged form poppygall.com
(4) Re-blogged from fourties-fifties-sixties-love.com