Few things are as satisfying as a trip down memory lane — and it’s even better when you find something you didn’t notice before. Because as Ferris Bueller said — life moves pretty fast. Here are dozens of pictures of celebrities and remarkable people of yesteryear in all their beautiful, vintage glory. The glamour, the fashions, the hair — whether classically elegant, effortlessly cool, or interestingly tacky, we shall not see their like again. Here’s to the movie stars who were larger than life, here’s to the rock stars who lived on the edge, here’s to the comedians who still make us smile, here’s to the bit players who had those moments of glory that changed their lives forever. It’s all good, it’s all groovy, and the rest is history.
Perhaps it was her Scandinavian free-spiritedness — Swedish-born actress and singer Ann-Margret seemed on call to be as sexy as necessary. Need an actress to smother Jack Nicholson with her cleavage? Ann-Margret would do it (in Carnal Knowledge, 1972). Need an actress to writhe in satin sheets and foam, then get sprayed by baked beans? Ann-Margret’s your girl (in Tommy, 1975). Need an actress to ride a large motorcycle in a thigh-high sweater dress and calf-high boots? Ann-Margret’s raring to go (in The Prophet, 1968). Need an actress who can shake her fringe top and miniskirt like a professional go-go dancer? Ann-Margret has that exact skill (in Appointment in Beirut, 1969). Need an actress you could cover in fluorescent paint and drag around a canvas like a human paintbrush while burly men in tribal garb howl and beat their bongos? That was so Ann-Margret’s thing (in The Swinger, 1966). Need an actress to wear a bra at a photo shoot on a chilly day? Not her thing, man.–Advertisment–
“Jungle Pam” Hardy, one of drag racing’s main attractions in the ’70s.
Jim Liberman was a drag racer who went by the nickname of “Jungle Jim.” He won a lot of races in the 1970s. Fans loved him for his flamboyant personality and masterful driving. But this is not a picture of Jungle Jim — this is “Jungle Pam” Hardy, Jim’s sidekick, who commanded attention at the track with her tight, skimpy outfits. She had a job to do, as Jim’s “backup girl,” she helped guide him as he drove his Chevy Vega backward on the track after a burnout. Pam joined Jim’s team in 1973, and in 1977 Jim died on an off-track car accident. Though she only did the job for four years, Jungle Pam remains the most iconic backup girl in drag racing history.
Burt Reynolds and Farrah Fawcett during filming of the 1981 comedy “The Cannonball Run.”
The 1981 road-racing comedy The Cannonball Run was packed with star power: Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Adrienne Barbeau, Mel Tillis, Terry Bradshaw, Dom DeLuise, Jackie Chan and 007 himself, Roger Moore. But you could have left all of them on the side of the road and powered to box office success with this supernaturally attractive pair of human beings: Burt Reynolds and Farrah Fawcett. He was the greatest heartthrob of the late ’70s; she had the decade’s hottest poster, and was the hottest lady detective on Charlie’s Angels, a show that was completely about conspicuously hot lady detectives. The chemistry in the movie (and this photo) wasn’t fake — Fawcett and Reynolds were romantically involved for a time.
Marcia, Marcia, Marcia! You’re gonna lose! Lose! Lose! A miffed Maureen McCormick on The Brady Bunch, 1972.
Be honest — which of these three sparklers from 1983 would you have pegged to be the future governor of Minnesota? History tells us it was Jesse “the Body” Ventura (at right), and not Randy “Macho Man” Savage or the lovely Elizabeth “Miss Elizabeth” Hulette. Randy and Elizabeth would marry the following year, and she would later debut in the WWF as Macho Man’s mysterious, glamorous manager. Sadly, neither Macho Man nor Elizabeth are with us today. Ventura, who served one term as governor and has since remained a popular political figure, occasionally floats the idea of a bid for the U.S. presidency. That seems far-fetched, as American voters would never make a crass TV blowhard the leader of the free world.
Cindy Morgan as ‘Lacey Underall’ in a scene from the comedy film “Caddyshack,” 1980.
My MIL ‘Kindly’ Threw a Surprise Dinner Party on Having Our Newborn – What She Did at the End Made Me Go Pale
My MIL ‘Kindly’ Threw a Surprise Dinner Party on Having Our Newborn – What She Did at the End Made Me Go Pale
When Karen threw a lavish birthday bash, she never expected her own extravagant celebration to backfire. But when her son and daughter-in-law turned the tables, the party’s final twist revealed more than just the evening’s costs, exposing long-hidden family tensions.
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I gave birth to our first baby, a beautiful little girl named Emma. It was a tough labor, but the joy of holding my daughter for the first time made everything worth it. On the day of discharge, my mother-in-law, Karen, met us with her hands full of gifts. She said she prepared a surprise for us at home.
Although I was exhausted from the complicated labor, I agreed. I didn’t want to neglect her efforts. We came home and saw a fancy party with food from an expensive catering service and luxurious decorations.
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My jaw dropped. I was pleasantly shocked, wondering how much money she spent. We thought the meals and supplies were kind gestures because my in-laws are loaded with money, and we never asked for anything.
As the evening wound down, Karen approached us with a smirk. “I hope you enjoyed the party,” she began. “Now, let’s talk about settling the bill. I’ve tallied everything up, and it comes to $4,000. You can transfer the money to my account by the end of the week.”
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I was speechless. My husband, Jake, was equally stunned. He managed to ask, “What are you talking about? We thought this was a gift.”
Karen’s smile never wavered. “Oh, it was. A gift of my time and effort. You didn’t expect all this for free, did you? My sister threw a similar party for her granddaughter, and I can’t look bad in front of the family. So, it’s only fair you cover the costs.”
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Jake looked at me, and I could see the anger in his eyes. “This is insane, Mom. We just had a baby. We don’t have that kind of money lying around.”
Karen shrugged. “Well, that’s not my problem. You two are adults now. It’s time to take responsibility.”
Jake clenched his fists. “You know what, Mom? This isn’t fair. We never asked for this party. We never agreed to pay for it.”
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Karen sighed, her smile fading. “I thought you’d be more grateful. But fine, if that’s how you feel. Just know that everyone in the family is expecting you to step up.”
I squeezed Jake’s hand, trying to calm him down. “Let’s just talk about this later,” I said softly. “We’re too tired to deal with this right now.”
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Karen raised an eyebrow. “Don’t think you can just ignore this. I want that money by the end of the week.”
We nodded, and she left, leaving us in the middle of the extravagant decorations. I looked around, feeling the weight of the situation sink in. “What are we going to do?” I whispered.
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Jake shook his head. “We’ll figure something out. But first, let’s get some rest. We need to think clearly.”
That night, as we lay in bed, we talked about Karen’s outrageous demand. “She’s always been like this,” Jake said. “Always trying to control everything. But this is too much.”
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I nodded. “We need to set boundaries. This isn’t just about us anymore. It’s about Emma too.”
Jake agreed. “We can’t let her walk all over us. But we need to be smart about it. We can’t afford a fight right now.”
I thought for a moment. “Maybe there’s a way to teach her a lesson. Something that will make her realize she can’t manipulate us like this.”
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Jake looked at me curiously. “What do you have in mind?”
I smiled. “Let’s just say, she won’t see it coming.”
Jake grinned. “I’m in. Whatever it takes.”
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As we drifted off to sleep, I felt a sense of determination. Karen might think she can control us, but she has another thing coming. We’re going to show her that we’re not pushovers.
Our lives had changed with Emma’s arrival, and it was time for a new beginning. One where we stood up for ourselves and our family. And Karen was about to learn that the hard way.
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A few months later, Karen organized a grand birthday party for herself. She loved to show off her wealth and status. She spared no expense, hiring a top-tier event planner, booking a fancy venue, and inviting everyone she knew. It was the perfect opportunity for our revenge.
The party was in full swing, and Karen was basking in the attention. My husband and I mingled with the guests, making sure everyone was having a good time. Then, as the evening was winding down, we decided it was time to strike.
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My husband stood up and clinked his glass, drawing everyone’s attention. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, “I want to thank you all for coming to celebrate my mother’s birthday. It’s been a wonderful evening, and I’m sure we all appreciate the effort she’s put into making this event so special.”
Karen beamed, soaking up the applause.
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“And to show our gratitude,” my husband continued, “we’ve decided to do something special for her. Given how much effort and money she spent organizing such a grand event, we thought it would be appropriate for everyone to contribute to the costs. After all, it’s only fair we share the burden of such an elaborate celebration.”
Karen’s smile froze, and a murmur of confusion spread through the crowd. “What are you talking about?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
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I stood up beside my husband. “Well, Mom, you taught us the importance of sharing the costs for special events. Just like the party you threw for us when our daughter was born, we believe it’s only fair that everyone pitches in.”
We handed out envelopes to the guests, each containing a suggested contribution amount based on the estimated costs we had gathered. The guests, though initially bewildered, started to nod in agreement, some even laughing at the irony of the situation.
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Karen was livid but couldn’t say anything without exposing her own hypocrisy. She was trapped. If she refused the contributions, she would have to explain why she demanded money from us in the first place. If she accepted, her reputation would take a hit.
One guest, Mr. Thompson, chuckled. “Well, Karen, you did set the standard with that lovely party for your granddaughter. It’s only fair we help out.”
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Another guest, Mrs. Davis, smiled. “Yes, Karen. We wouldn’t want you to bear all the costs alone. It’s the least we can do.”
Karen forced a smile, her eyes narrowing. “I appreciate the sentiment, but really, it’s not necessary.”
Jake shook his head. “No, Mom. It’s only right. We wouldn’t want you to feel unappreciated.”
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Karen looked around, realizing she was cornered. “Very well,” she said through gritted teeth. “If everyone insists.”
We watched as the guests began to place their contributions in the envelopes, chatting and laughing. Karen’s face was a mask of barely contained rage. She was livid but couldn’t say anything without looking bad.
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After the party, we gathered our things. Karen approached us, her voice low and angry. “I can’t believe you did this to me,” she hissed.
Jake smiled. “Mom, you taught us well. It’s only fair, remember?”
Karen glared at us but said nothing more. We left the party, feeling a sense of satisfaction. It was a small victory, but it felt good.
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Karen never dared to pull a stunt like that again, and the family finally saw her true colors. The rest of the family started treating us with more respect, realizing we weren’t going to be pushed around.
As we drove home, Jake squeezed my hand. “I think we did the right thing,” he said.
I nodded. “Definitely. We stood up for ourselves and for Emma. That’s what matters.”
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Jake smiled. “Here’s to more victories.”
“Here’s to us,” I replied, feeling hopeful for the future.
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