Children of Men. Images of the Past.

They dressed them up in boots and buttons.

Teenage days wondering if things would ever become less boring.

A beautiful gown of silk and lace. A chance to dance with a handsome stranger.

We were smart girls. No fools to be trifled with.

We were fine. We were fierce. We were the ones who might change the world.

I knew where Tesla hid his death ray and I never told a living soul.

I am the man of the future.

I am a man of style and class. The ladies are in the palm of my hand.

There is more to us than you can see from this image.

And we are not amused.

 

 

 

Photos from the collection of Juliette Kings. Taken from my not-so-smart-phone. 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman