Her Last New Years Resolutions for 1937 - Me, Myself

<b>Our smart Delineator gal saved the best for last. </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaTMRCvF1048EmDAGO4isE8Gm7q8JXlD5fbqn3WVs_a4ZMCrYqxYkmb59LKyNe4jxLgcfRcN5F8EbtBxc2Zy8GGAjUk53H4f8s9z0_k7jpHMK9gEqs9mbzfyaE1u6ZyWZMeIwl8WBgor9Z/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaTMRCvF1048EmDAGO4isE8Gm7q8JXlD5fbqn3WVs_a4ZMCrYqxYkmb59LKyNe4jxLgcfRcN5F8EbtBxc2Zy8GGAjUk53H4f8s9z0_k7jpHMK9gEqs9mbzfyaE1u6ZyWZMeIwl8WBgor9Z/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-9.jpg" /></a></div><h3>                            Me, Myself</h3><div><ul><li><b>To try to see the good points in my face, my figure, my disposition, and quit worrying about the flaws I can't do anything about.</b></li><li><b>To confine my raptures about Robert Taylor to my girl friends. </b></li><li><b>To learn to drive like a man. </b></li><li><b>To diet, if necessary, without talking about it.</b></li><li><b>To be aware of my high moments and give them all I've got without too much thought of tomorrow. </b></li></ul></div><b><br /></b>

Her Last New Years Resolutions for 1937 - Me, Myself

Our smart Delineator gal saved the best for last.                              Me, Myself To try to see the good points in my face, my figur...

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Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Home

<b>Our Delineator gal makes New Year Resolutions about her home too. </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidpf3kHS8Kuk3T4adqo04dpk9Nq1P8ujmU28QJPbSTZ7eBk9DA4R_9WZojcB_S6nN4a_Lqy7JhF-Xj_m97elU62AER45_L8Ww0LtkoRqnShJwINcGX1UP3Xob7_sn8qKEyBUgOst_kQ1hj/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidpf3kHS8Kuk3T4adqo04dpk9Nq1P8ujmU28QJPbSTZ7eBk9DA4R_9WZojcB_S6nN4a_Lqy7JhF-Xj_m97elU62AER45_L8Ww0LtkoRqnShJwINcGX1UP3Xob7_sn8qKEyBUgOst_kQ1hj/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-7.jpg" /></a></div><b><br /></b><br /><h3><b>                          My Home</b></h3><div><ul><li><b>To have two comfortable chairs, each with a good reading light.</b></li><li><b>To smash - of course it was an accident - the hand-painted rose jar his former flame gave us as a wedding gift.</b></li><li><b>To have the furniture re-upholstered, at least once in my lifetime, in the gay colors I adore instead of the drab stuff that won't show dirt. </b></li><li><b>To let the dust gather, occasionally, if the alternative is all work and no play.</b></li><li><b>To insist on modern kitchen equiptment even if his mother did make perfect biscuits on a coal range.</b></li><li><b>To have one large closet for myself alone. </b></li></ul></div>

Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Home

Our Delineator gal makes New Year Resolutions about her home too.                            My Home To have two comfortable chairs, each wi...

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Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Looks

<b>The Delineator gal turns her resolutions toward her own mirror. </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfyrA0t8e3JfDCgWvJhfo-KXYwKKXDeLBOXfF-Ih2Iw2RQF8jRtEMfFiVTVtTlUuuGmdhgu_ncu0eK9Pud_8NQGpJHNaIlYg4tl_HWNg26E49Ui980hNeB9mRhmMoiZe72jeRTPaGbnT3Z/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfyrA0t8e3JfDCgWvJhfo-KXYwKKXDeLBOXfF-Ih2Iw2RQF8jRtEMfFiVTVtTlUuuGmdhgu_ncu0eK9Pud_8NQGpJHNaIlYg4tl_HWNg26E49Ui980hNeB9mRhmMoiZe72jeRTPaGbnT3Z/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-5.jpg" /></a></div><h3>                            My Looks</h3><div><ul><li><b>To buy a fresh supply of cold cream, skin tonic and hand lotion before the old is exhausted.</b></li><li><b>To get myself the face powder I want, no matter what my mother-in-law gave me for Christmas.</b></li><li><b>To cancel all dates, neglect the family darning and go to bed at sunset as soon as my mirror shows I'm getting a "death and taxes" expression. </b></li><li><b>To take enough exercise so I won't look like a marshmallow.</b></li><li><b>To get a good permanent, or none.</b></li><li><b>To replace the liquid polish on my nails at the first crack.</b></li><li><b>To try a new way of wearing my hair at least once a year, and dye it yellow if I feel like it. </b></li></ul></div><br />

Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Looks

The Delineator gal turns her resolutions toward her own mirror.                              My Looks To buy a fresh supply of cold cream, s...

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Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Clothes

<b>For today's list our Delineator corespondent looks at her wardrobe. </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkb0BZqKCAxxIdDcj8w2wFs1dpFcge6-P6u5xKs0OlmTXf9AANITTZG6HnEGYIvcoD1gxb3ckiSbDbdTyLrxdImRtqCdXuTOFXRw8S1QwtF6fCO7cbQ7HF7zC0gQe4te53KnFbldo4M10y/s1600/DelinetorJan1937-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkb0BZqKCAxxIdDcj8w2wFs1dpFcge6-P6u5xKs0OlmTXf9AANITTZG6HnEGYIvcoD1gxb3ckiSbDbdTyLrxdImRtqCdXuTOFXRw8S1QwtF6fCO7cbQ7HF7zC0gQe4te53KnFbldo4M10y/s1600/DelinetorJan1937-3.jpg" /></a></div><h3><b>                                   My Clothes</b></h3><div><ul><li><b>To develop enough sales resistance to wave away that "too, too divine" feathery  hat which will make me look like an Englishwoman on the Riviera.</b></li><li><b>To own at least one dress or negligee which makes me feel feminine, clinging, luxurious and slightly wicked.</b></li><li><b>To wear good clothes, that fit, even if I have to learn to make them myself. </b></li><li><b>To be firm with myself at the first sign of "doo-dad" disease (the yen to wear all my bracelets, earrings, clips, ect., ect. - at one time). </b></li><li><b>To wear, always, the kind of underwear I'd be proud to claim as my own after the train wreck- if any. </b></li><li><b>To face myself critically in a long mirror before I leave the house and deal promptly with yawning plackets, undecided hemlines and skirts that bulge over the derriere.</b></li><li><b>To risk having runs in my stockings rather than crooked seams due to loose gartering.</b></li><li><b>To get a lift in time at the shoemaker's when my heels start to run down.</b></li><li><b>To keep some dark gloves on hand so I'll never be compelled to carry the light pair that's too smudgy to wear. </b></li><li><b>To get rid of shabby clothes before my economical streak convinces me they're "good enough to wear around mornings."</b></li><li><b>To tell neither my husband nor my friends what I spend on clothes.</b></li><li><b>To buy six pairs of silk stockings at one time.</b></li><li><b>To pay real money for a foundation garment if my figger needs a lift.</b></li><li><b>To have a tailor press my suits at least once a month.</b></li><li><b>To sew fasteners in my clothes to keep shoulder straps from slipping.</b></li></ul></div>

Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Clothes

For today's list our Delineator corespondent looks at her wardrobe.                                     My Clothes To develop enough sal...

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Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Man - If Any

<b>Continuing the resolutions made by the writer in the 1937 Delineator Magazine. Here is her list concerning the Man in her life. </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpAPw7uiqtvEefFGzqJQkQNKYGrdtEshUbyMOQLfjjulwRWkZw3Gkxgygy_lGkbsOlcDwXiH5OVmgOlU8_ZYl7O20ymS7swVzog-ZX1Twc9Y_ZHYB1SNnTFGFrERcM6q0RqLhlNqobUv2/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpAPw7uiqtvEefFGzqJQkQNKYGrdtEshUbyMOQLfjjulwRWkZw3Gkxgygy_lGkbsOlcDwXiH5OVmgOlU8_ZYl7O20ymS7swVzog-ZX1Twc9Y_ZHYB1SNnTFGFrERcM6q0RqLhlNqobUv2/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-1.jpg" /></a></div><b><br /></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><h3 style="text-align: justify;"><b>                                                My Man - If Any</b></h3><div><ul><li><b>To let him walk off with the morning paper because I've ordered another copy for myself. </b></li><li><b>To flatter him to the point of believing he is a grand cook, so he can prepare the victuals when he invites ten people to dinner on the maid's night out.</b></li><li><b>To make him take care of his own dog even if I must resort to a little well-timed carelessness in feeding the pooch. </b></li><li><b>To give him advance notice of anniversaries and birthdays, and subtlety be hanged. </b></li><li><b>To admit I hate prize-fights and cigar smoke.</b></li><li><b>To admire his hair-cut and his new suits, willy-nilly. </b></li><li><b>To be a veritable lamb and honey-child with women he's interested in, so they'll like me better than they like him. </b></li><li><b>To develop a few personal extravagances when he starts squandering the family income on stag dinners, green fees and fancy fishing tackle.</b></li><li><b>To encourage him to have his secretary buy gifts for me, so he won't pay outrageous prices in gift shoppes for things I never can use.</b></li><li><b>To make him stop talking about girth and baldness and do something about it. </b></li><li><b>To have for myself a handsome doctor and a fascinating dentist.</b></li><li><b>To keep him waiting, occasionally, for the good of his soul.</b></li><li><b>To expect orchids (all right, gardenias then) and get them or else---</b></li><li><b>To agree with him, always, in company, but be reasonably firm about my convictions when we're alone. </b></li></ul></div>

Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - My Man - If Any

Continuing the resolutions made by the writer in the 1937 Delineator Magazine. Here is her list concerning the Man in her life.             ...

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Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - Social Life

<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>"New Years Resolutions, with a dash of enlightened selfishness, that will make a new woman out of you." </b></div><b></b><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><b>This fine advice comes to us from the Delineator's Magazine in 1937. There is no author listed, but she was a pretty smart gal with good advice for then and now.                              </b></b></div><b></b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3O2kf8IxH6-_rHNGForBqPANlizqU9rsNuukkoswqHmtRy7-RSA3-lMce4ikp9QgtTIcaasT0_4Sc2gcpmvKVAJzWFgpp1PJYl5HqeQO3aabgPXks0ayU6nVLzjt9AeWt3HA7WClowHoX/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3O2kf8IxH6-_rHNGForBqPANlizqU9rsNuukkoswqHmtRy7-RSA3-lMce4ikp9QgtTIcaasT0_4Sc2gcpmvKVAJzWFgpp1PJYl5HqeQO3aabgPXks0ayU6nVLzjt9AeWt3HA7WClowHoX/s1600/DelineatorJan1937-8.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">My Social Life</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><ul><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To be firm about not entertaining uninvited visiting relatives and friends who bore me. </b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To teach my maid to lie with convincing charm so I can avoid dull callers and telephone conversations.</b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To keep a list of all books borrowed from me and send postcard reminders to all borrowers. </b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To leave a dull party early, even if my hostess is counting on me as a fourth at bridge.</b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To yawn openly, start emptying ashtrays and as a last resort, slip into a negligee, and appear in the doorway rubbing cold cream into my hands, if any guests linger on after midnight on weekday nights.</b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To spend my free evening seeing "Lovers Alone" (or it's equivalent) at the movies if the local culture club meetings put me to sleep. </b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To denounce swing music as cacophonous tripe if I prefer sweet jazz and symphonies.</b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To entertain to suit myself and my budget, no matter what the crowd does.</b></li><li style="text-align: left;"><b>To remember funny stories and repeat them only if I, too, can make them sound funny.</b></li></ul><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>(More tomorrow)</b></div>

Her New Years Resolutions in 1937 - Social Life

"New Years Resolutions, with a dash of enlightened selfishness, that will make a new woman out of you."  This fine advice comes to...

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