A few months ago, I wrote a piece about how I enjoy finding fun props in the shop to use when displaying other items that I am shooting for the auction. I posted this article:
This story promptly disappeared into the ether!
My suspicion is that Substack, throttled this piece. Certainly, the folks who receive email notification knew of its publishing, but few others did. There was nothing prurient, or salacious, in the article (go check, I’ll wait…), it was filled with photos that I am happy to have shot.
Just to stick my thumb in some Substack algorithm’s metaphorical eye, my next post was a detailed description of how I shot the statue I used as a prop, for the auction when it was actually auctioned (it sold VERY well, sadly, as I was really hoping to buy it). I captioned every picture with the word BOOBS!
This post was also hard to find, though it didn’t drop off the face of the internet.
The last in the series for this mini-rant was this piece:
To paraphrase the old saying, “If you meet the Buddha in your shop, shoot him!” I was very happy with how this Buddha turned out, I’m even considering printing it and framing the full-length shot. Please note: There was only on instance of the word BOOBS! in this post.
Which brings me to my lede, which I have gratuitously buried under a ton of BOOBS!
This actually made me chuckle for most of the day.
This four-pack of nekkid ladies, is probably 20 years old. No doubt theses beers are unopened because the owner thought that they might someday have value to collectors. I forget how much this item sold for, but it wasn’t much.
Full Disclosure: I never did actually see any BOOBS! on these bottles, due to the ingenious packaging. You’ll notice the cardboard flap that corrals the necks of the bottles? Those flaps prevent anyone from looking at nekkid ladies without first tearing those flaps off (believe me, I tried).
Here’s a better picture of the measures design to provide modesty in the marketplace.
I do love the belt-and-suspenders (braces, for you English types) precautions that were taken to assure that unauthorized people would not see the BOOBS!: Scratch-Off labels, really? After going through all of that work, I certainly hope that the effort was rewarded.
I wonder how much money the original brewers made from this gimmick, the collector’s market is certainly flat.
Ha, flat! I see what you did there. Wonder if the beer itself was flat or full bodied? I am always dubious of beers and ales that use gimmicks such as this instead of flavor to sell.