Plain Brown Wrapper Book Club

I love to find advertising material and ephemera that reveals some of the underground marketing of the sleaze paperback era.
These ink store stamps from “Rudy’s Adult Books, Redondo Beach, CA” advertised an adult book exchange service in which $1 would get a “book just like the one you have just finished” sent to you “in a plain wrapper.”

These stamps were inside a circulating copy of Sex in Prison (which I have to imagine was a disappointing title, most of the recipients being already over familiar with the practice).

The given address: 1505-1511 1/2 Aviation Blvd, Redondo Beach, CA 90278 shows a block of plain wrapper store fronts out of which Rudy might still be operating.

Find this book and more in my Vintage Paperbacks: Lesbian / Lesbiana catalog which has received a lot of recent additions (with more to come).

New Favorite Thing

Headed to the Upper East Side yesterday to pick up my Craigslist-find Paradigm surround speakers (which rock BTW), and stopped by a thrift store that I haven’t visited in a while.

Last time there I saw a great vintage wooden toy but since it was pricey–and I wasn’t sure I could eBay it for more than the sticker–I let it go. In the succeeding months though I couldn’t forget the thing, so I took a long shot that it might still be there.

Went in. Looked around. Didn’t see it. Deflated.

I noticed the same volunteer clerk from previous and asked her about the toy. She lit up, recognized me instantly and was overjoyed that I came back since the manager wanted her to throw it away. She knew how great it was though and just stashed it in the bottom of a stuffed animal bin.

Heart-warming, no? I even got a discount.

Here it is:

A child-size rotary-phone from the Brio Company in Sweden, founded in 1884 and still active today (in fact our friend’s kid has a Brio toy crane that he has to fight me for whenever we visit). It’s about 3 1/2″ tall, 4″ wide. I can’t find date information but judging by the typography on the Brio label, I’d guess mid-60s. It has a nice weight, makes a satisfying light clunking sound when you replace the receiver, and the rotary dial is spring-loaded and returns to the start position when released.

Anyway I’m keeping it. I tried using a rotary phone a few years ago and it was exhausting. We were a hardier breed back then.

I love the idea of a toy representing something that has evolved into a new form. It’s original purpose was to familiarize a child with adult tools, but now it would just be mystifying. Maybe when kids visit they can pretend they’re in Madmen or something.

Oddball Item of the Week

A bathroom cigarette caddy /ash tray in the shape of a toilet.

Because there’s no reason to lose any smoking time ever.

Ceramic in attractive brown with hand-painted gold hi-lights.

Cigarettes are stored in the tank, and you ash in the bowl, with a notch in the back for wall mounting.

This “Cigarette Set” brought to you by Thames “to complete your bathroom and add to your comfort”. Circa 1960.


This came from the estate of a plumber so I’m guessing it was a trade promotional item.

On ebay now (ends Sunday night at around 6PM EST).

Homemade X-Rated Book Cover

I found this copy of Mauel Puig’s Betrayed by Rita Hayworth with a painstakingly hand-crafted nudey cover.

I find a lot of altered erotica PBs, but usually they’re going the other way and de-emphasizing the sleaze.

This book is up for grabs. Email me if you want it (for cost of postage).

Also in the book was this bookstore record-keeping slip from the “Loreen Inventory Control System” dated 1976.
Any bookstore veterans ever encounter this? Looks like you fill in a number for the initial order and then mark how many are sold in each successive month. I’d don’t envy the poor clerk who had to fill these things out.

Thrift Store Pottery Horror

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Twitter inspired me to smarten up my Treo. Now I can send photos to flicker from the field.

Here’s an old thrift store find. Beyond the creepy clown in an egg thing, he has a different number of finger/toes on each hand/foot.

Tipped-in Book Review

I found a copy of A. A. Milne’s The Red House Mystery with this reader review glued to the fly-leaf.

The reviewer responded to the cover quotes (which claimed the book was one of the world’s three best mysteries), found “no split infinitives, but…the equally vile misuse of which for that” (thankfully they aren’t commenting on my writing), noted some logic and style failings then keyed the review to marginal notations in the text.

He or she definitely would have been a blogger today.

Wish I could see the rest of their library.