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January 1943. Washington, D.C. "This Office of Price Administration clerk, speaking of her boardinghouse room, says: 'The light looks like an angel when I leave the shade off, so I do so'." Photo by Esther Bubley. View full size.
My mom had a robe just like the one in the photo. Didn't every woman of that era have one?
It was very heavy and warm. I remember when mom would wash it. We rented an apartment when I was young (Mom & Dad bought their first house in 1961), and the apartment owner would not allow washers or dryers. Mom took most of the laundry to a laundromat, but insisted on washing the robe by hand using a wash board (anyone remember those?).
It was a laborious process because when wet the robe weighed a ton. She would wring in out foot by foot, then hang in on the clothes line which ran from our second story kitchen window across to the top of the garage. The clothes line would sag under the weight, but mom loved the way the robe smelled after hanging in the fresh air for the day.
Do they still make/sell chenille robes?
This Esther Bubley series of photos at the DC boarding house during WWII is one of my favorites at Shorpy. This young women is dressed casually in her chenille bathrobe, but her hair is carefully done (and looks terrific). As the previous poster has noted however, her angelic light fixture is hung in a way that is dangerously flimsy. I wonder if she did it herself?
A very attractive lady with beautiful eyes.
The support for the lightbulb fixture is held to the wall by only a picture hook, with the nail not even banged all the way in. She's staring at an angel, but I'm seeing the devil in the details.
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