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From the Campaign 15 Avon Catalog (1979), scanned by me

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Avon Catalog (1979) Scans

I have a lot of fun revisiting old magazines and catalogs, as they're such time capsules into old trends. I have quite a few magazines and catalogs that I want to scan! Here is one of my handful of old Avon catalogs from the 70s!

Now, I have to lead off with stating the fact that I do not support MLMs at all. 

MLM stands for multi-level-marketing. There are tons of companies, such as Avon, that run on this “business model”. They operate on a structure of people enrolling into teams to sell products to earn commission. In reality, they are essentially pyramid schemes, and most people involved in these “companies” end up losing large amounts of money. 

You can read more about the impact of MLM companies and the damage they do here. I just wanted to make it known that I am aware Avon is an MLM company. Outside of scanning these catalogs for archival reasons, I do not support Avon (or MLMs in general) as a business.

I am scanning these catalogs because I find them (and just all catalogs in general) to be interesting time capsules into the types of products available for purchase at different points in time. And Avon does have many neat products, especially from this time period. This is purely for my curiosity and interest, not to promote Avon as a company.

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Okay, now that that’s said and done, I wanted to share some scans from this catalog!

I already showed off the front cover, promoting some kind of perfumed talc powder spray. Talc powders used to be a huge beauty item.

The back cover is promoting a deal on shampoo. 88 cents?! That’s a steal in today’s money…but probably even back then, too.  

I couldn't find an exact month for this catalog. The identifiers are Campaign 15 from 1979. Going by the listed date of price expiration on July 22nd, I'm guessing this catalog was distributed sometime in the first half of the year. Or maybe a month or few weeks before July 22nd.

I did edit out the address and phone number of Miss Nancy, for her privacy. I did leave her first name because I personally just love knowing that items once belonged to someone. Does that make sense? 

Like, I wonder what Miss Nancy was like. Was she young in 1979? Was she old? A mother? A wife? Do you think she ordered any of the items from this catalog? If she did, did she enjoy them? Or think they were absolute garbage? 

I guess we will never know. But I think it is nice to know that there was a Miss Nancy back in the day, excitedly waiting for her newest Avon catalog. Or maybe she was annoyed to receive the catalog because she forgot to cancel her subscription or membership.

Either way, now I (and you!) get to view this catalog that once belonged to Miss Nancy.

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Here are some of my favorite highlights of the catalog. Most of them are model photos, simply because it’s such a treat to me to see photos of people in 70s fashion and makeup. I’ll include some product pages as well though!

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Let’s start with jewelry related scans!

This couple photo is just…so sweet to me. I know it’s an advertisement, but I love how he is looking at her, and how she is looking at us. I actually really love the jewelry advertised, too. I’d totally pick up a bracelet if I could!

Same goes for this leaf necklace and earrings set.

And these bee earrings.

And this butterfly necklace.

These models are SO beautiful and stunning. There is definitely a crazy amount of editing on them, but it’s kind of charming to see this old fashioned “glamour” style again.

Lastly, here is a page of “teen” jewelry.

Sad to say, not really a fan! They look rather cheap. It’s a bummer because most of the jewelry we just saw that was aimed for the adult women look quite pretty and of decent quality.

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Let’s move on to some scans from the makeup section!

As much as I love the “swatches” edited on the sides of these eyeshadow pencils, I think I’d have to pass on these.

The pink and brown ones look pretty nice in the photos, but the poor blues and greens look a mess to me. Maybe they were better in person? Perhaps for $2.99 I’d be willing to give them a shot. 

Here are a couple model photos I like from the makeup section of the catalog.

Love her dress, hair, and choker! And the bunny, of course. This picture goes along with different colors of lipstick and nail polish. I actually really do like her nails now that I look at them. The colors offered aren’t bad at all, even if they are mostly red.

So beautiful! Can’t be a 70s pic without a daisy. Her blouse is so cute, it’s something I’d totally gravitate towards in a store.

Here’s a page of some flavored chapsticks.

I’m such a sucker for flavored chapsticks, I’d buy all these in a heartbeat! Well…maybe not the chocolate one. Never been a fan of chocolate flavored/scented cosmetics.

Lastly, here is an assorted cosmetics page.

The colors of the potted eyeshadow intrigue me. It seems like the trend was all reds, pinks, and peach tones for nails and lips, with bold blues and greens for eyeshadow. That’s my take away from this specific catalog. I kinda like it though!

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One thing I KNOW Avon was (is?) well known for are their cologne and perfume decanters. At least, vintage Avon was. I’m not sure if Avon currently still sells them. They seem like such an old trend, but I know they are still considered collector’s items today.

This catalog has quite a few pages dedicated to them.

Like this horse one!

Gotta say, I was a bit surprised when I flipped to this spread. It is actually kind of cute though, if you’re into horses. And only $4.99! If I was a horse girl, I’d definitely consider it.

Here’s a couple more animal decanters.

Gotta say, the Little Burro decanter is SO cute. It’s tempting me. As is the Sweet Tooth Terrier. Remember when that was a thing in cartoons and tv shows? Wrapping a bandage like that around your head and jaw when your tooth hurt? 

I think it was to hold an ice pack or medicine against your jaw/teeth so your hands were free. Funnily enough, I googled it real quick and found this thread, from AR15.com (???) of all places, discussing this. I just had to include this because it is so funny to me.

Here is another page of decanters.

I do love that classical lady and the watering pail decanters. I can see why these became collectible items, I kinda want a couple for myself after looking at these!

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To end with, here are some scans from the perfume and bath section of the catalog!

Love her makeup and dress! She looks so beautiful!

Same with this woman! Her hair is chef's kiss for me. Big fan of the peachy lip color on her.

Also hey! Isn't that the rainbow hat worn by the chapstick girl?! Lol!

The caption is funny out of context. Sweet Honesty is an Avon fragrance. Some of the decanters shown earlier come with this scent of perfume in them. But I also think it works as a good relationship quote.

Oh, to be this woman in a nice, warm bath.

Why does that water look so nice! Why is that bathtub SO BIG?! I feel like I'm missing out.

Or to be this woman, pouring water on herself with a giant shell.

Bathing has really gone downhill, huh? Where is MY giant shell bathing pitcher?!

And finally, I saved the best for last. Check out this guy from the men’s spray talc advertisement.

Now THAT’S a 70s fashion moment. Wish there were more men featured in the catalog, I'm living for their looks.

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Hope you enjoyed the scans! As always, you can view the whole catalog and higher quality scans over on my Internet Archive account.

I also have uploaded some of the above images on my nostaliga photoblog, so feel free to check that out too if you like just reblogging the images!

I have more Avon catalogs to scan, as well as a few Delia’s catalogs. That’s not even including the many magazines I need to get to scanning…so stay tuned!

Thanks for reading!

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Be My Wife: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: A “friend” freaks out when you split a Coke with Eddie the Freak.

Warnings: references to A Clockwork Orange, bullying, STI/STD mention, backwash drinking

A/N: So… I know this isn’t a Christmas fic. But I wrote this because I had those times in my youth where someone spread horrid rumors about either me or my friends, and I had to make those split second decisions to determine my loyalty. I always try to be loyal as best I can.

Thank you to @writhingg for giving the green light on this fic. And big thanks to @rxqueenotd and @melodymunson as well. And big thanks to viewers like you. Thank you. ❤️

Resources: @strangergraphics-archive for the dividers.

Taglist: @ali-r3n @melodymunson @twihard28

“Hey droogie, can I have a sip of your Coke?”

You looked up from where you were perched on the pony wall by the Seven Eleven bike rack. You had been chatting with a classmate, Chessie Hagar, about purchasing a purse from her mother’s Avon Colorworks catalog. It was a new collection for the year 1977. Said eye catching magazine with its spread of rainbow themed products was currently held between the two of you, and the pages began to rattle as Chessie shook in fear upon hearing the deep voice.

A flutter-smack sounded from the girl dropping the catalog when Eddie The Freak approached. His stride was casual as one could be, whilst battling both midwestern humidity and pit sweat in a white hand-me-down Jimi Hendrix shirt and sleeveless denim vest. As one of the middle schoolers who had been blessed with a growth spurt, his lanky height, shredded second hand clothes, and shaved head often made those in your grade— and some of those above— piss their pants.

You alone did not fear him.

The Fates had elected to weave you both in a tangled web of coincidences: you had been his project partner in every shared class since you started at Hawkins Middle School together, and you just so happened to live in the same neighborhood on occasion. The distance from Al Munson’s janky two bedroom home to yours was but a hop skip and a jump. Eddie used to ding dong ditch your house when he was six, until one day your mother caught him by the ear and brought him in to mend his tattered jeans and offer up a hot meal.

To any other rando, he was an unstable pariah. But to you, he was just Eddie Munson— the cute boy next door who sometimes ate at your place. And you had become his droog after spending winter 1972 sneaking into the Hawk Theater, and making Stanley Kubrick films your new big boy personalities.

Without thinking, you handed the soft drink over. His fingers brushed against yours as he took the Coke out of your grip and went for a swig, with plush pink lips wrapping around the transparent jade glass of the lip and neck. His protruding Adam’s apple was bobbing with the rhythmic gulping, and you couldn’t stop staring.

“Thanks.” He belched out.

“You said a sip, not half the goddamn bottle!” You whined.

Eddie grinned sheepishly and backwashed a good mouthful. Giving a half assed apology and a promise to pay you back mumbled under his breath, he handed the bottle back.

“Still up for doing last minute project prep?” You asked, swirling the leftovers he’d saved for you.

“Nah, let’s take a break from the train wreck brothers. Catch you tomorrow, though?” He said, scratching a blackhead off his nose and snorting a bit, “I had an idea for the oral report that might earn us a little extra credit. Think you can mimic a British accent?”

“Eh. Can’t do an accent without sounding like fucking Alex DeLarge.” You groused.

“We can work on that. Leave your milk-plus at home, though. Don’t want me own droog reenacting some Roman ultra violence on me.”

“Just don’t go popping out from behind your curtains at me again, that’s a good way to get stabbed in the neck with my mom’s kitchen scissors.” You snorted.

“Ahhh, the droog’s no fun. I guess I can tone down the surprise pop ups, though. If you insist. Catch you later?” Eddie said, waving.

“Later. Peace out, man.”

Chessie let out a shaky, sobbing exhale when you made to drink the dregs of your soda, and you turned and raised an eyebrow.

“Whassamatter?” You asked.

“Are you nuts?! You just shared your drink with the freak!” She blurted out.

… since when the hell was sharing with Eddie a crime?

“Yeah, so? It’s hot out. He looked thirsty.” You said.

“Did you seriously forget everything we’ve heard about him?!” She whisper-screamed, “Don’t you care what everyone talks about?!”

You rolled your eyes. Everyone talked about Eddie. If you hadn’t heard at least one rumor from a faceless student whenever he walked by, you were either stupid or living under a rock. They said he was a bad boy— yes, even with a full vocabulary of slurs and insults available, they still called him a bad boy. Like if he was still in diapers drawing with crayon on the wall, and needed a spanking.

Depending on who you asked, Eddie either did or sold drugs, it was never clear which. Some of the other trailer park kids said he was a mean scrapper when he went to his uncle’s on alternate weeks. Women’s restroom lore stated that he carried a switchblade in the back pocket of his Wrangler jeans, and that he used it to torture animals for his Satanic rituals.

A million and one things were said about him on the daily, but you knew none of them were true in the slightest. None of the talk deterred you from spending time with him. Sometimes he came to your house, more often than not you went to his.

Every other day found the two of you parked in front of his mom’s turntable, jamming to Deep Purple and putting together an elaborate poster board with some spray painted fake leaves made into laurel crowns, along with a block of text about your chosen co-emperor of the early Roman Empire.

You had wanted to write about Caligula so you could use the word ‘orgy’ in the report without getting in trouble, but Eddie had insisted he had a better idea when he discovered a two years tumultuous ruling of brothers from 209 AD to 211 AD.

“As much as I love a good sex party on paper, you just know that’s what everyone else is gonna write about. Let’s write about this nut job Caracalla instead! Dude killed his brother in the arms of his mother, and struck his name from the record. That’s like, the most metal shit ever! Also, here’s a better word for you to learn: fratricide. Apparently there’s a whole list of technical terms for when you kill a family member.”

“… what’s the rumor mill gotta do with my Coke?” You deadpanned.

“If you drink after him, you’re gonna get mono like Cindy! You gotta throw it out!”

Cindy Bishop in your science class had told everyone that had functional ears— swearing up and down on her life— that Eddie Munson had kissed her and given her mononucleosis. A dreaded affliction whose nickname to you sounded like one of the variations of sound formats for any sort of audio.

“Mono…?”

“Yes! Or the syph!”

You knew Eddie had to have heard Chessie’s vitriol. Turning around, you could see him staring at the two of you from across the parking lot, one leg over his bike. There was a stinging look of betrayal on his face. Telltale signs of a wet cherry nose and shameful red cheeks gave away his mistrust; as if he was expecting you to do as your friend told, and throw the bottle he drank from in the trash.

His imaginary affliction was just that: imaginary. You knew that to be gospel.

The kiss with Cindy was real, unfortunately. It happened way before Cindy was kept home with mono, and you remembered the incident well. Eddie had come running to your house just to brag that he’d finally gotten his first kiss, and that pretty soon he’d be popping girl’s cherries left and right.

Just learning about the simple kiss had pissed you off, because the closest you’d ever gotten to kissing Eddie was sharing the same fork whenever you both roasted Vienna sausages on the gas burner in his kitchen. Eddie hadn’t been sick when Cindy stayed home, he came faithfully to school to trap you on the playground and speculate about the thousand and one hidden meanings behind the kiss.

With all the excitement, he never noticed the smallest details like you did. One of the guys in your PE class had been sent home with a rash and a high fever, and it was only a month after Cindy was rumored to have also kissed the collapsed boy that she got sick. You had always shared cups, utensils, and other things requiring mouth use with Eddie and had been fine. Yet Cindy and Tommy Hagan swapped spit once, and both were out of commission.

But no one would ever say anything about Tommy Hagan getting mono. They’d always redirect every disease outbreak to the poor loser who split time between Cherry Street and Forest Hills Trailer Park. The same poor loser who had the misfortune of wasting his first kiss with Cindy; a girl who frenched behind the portable classrooms with anything that had a pulse. People could be so blind and stupid, they failed to notice the sickness timelines were not matching up.

No one deserved their first anything to be with Cindy. Not with the way she stabbed people in the back.

You took a long, hard pause as you stared into Eddie’s wet brown eyes. He was asking you a silent question you already knew the answer to: were you a stinking traitorous droog, or a loyal one? Were you, his one friend in the entire world, going to stand against him?

Without saying a word, you looked at Chessie, then looked back again at Eddie.

In a world of traitors— where brothers stabbed brothers in the arms of their mothers, or where violent men disowned each other with drug laced milk bottles to the face, you would always pick instead to be Eddie Munson’s loyal droog.

You lathed at the lip of the bottle and stuck your tongue down the neck, and shotgunned all of Eddie’s backwash.

Chessie’s mouth dropped open as she began to gag, and Eddie opened his mouth in an obnoxious and breathless laugh as you chugged the entirety of his germs. The carbonation caught up to you, so you let a belch rip before turning back around to face him.

“I GOT YOUR MONO NOW, MUNSON!” You screamed out to him, “NOW YOU GOTTA MARRY ME!”

“IS THAT HOW IT WORKS, DROOGIE?” He shouted back, a shit eating grin stretched across his face, “YOU SHOULD HAVE LET ME KNOW BEFORE I TOOK A SWIG, I WOULD HAVE MADE SURE I GOT YOU A RING POP FIRST!”

“IT'S GODDAMN ROMAN CONFARREATIO LAWS, EDDIE! YOU GAVE ME MONO INSTEAD OF SPELT BREAD, NOW YOU GOTTA MARRY ME!” You joked.

You noticed from the big, smart ass grin that he was about to do something outrageous, and your heart began to sing. He immediately got to his knee on the asphalt, everyone in the Seven Eleven parking lot watching as he began to scream like an orator in the colosseum. He used your full government name and everything when he called out to the small parking lot audience.

“HEAR ME, CITIZENS OF HAWKINS! I AM BUT A VESSEL FOR THE GODS, A BEARER, A MESSENGER OF THAT MOST HOLY WORD FROM MOUNT OLYMPUS! I HAVE SHARED OF THE COOTIE WITH A WOMAN, AND THUS OUR MARRIAGE BETWEEN EMPEROR AND DROOG IS SOLEMNIZED-…!”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, FREAK!” Someone called out, immediately flinching back when Eddie rounded on him.

“THE GODS. HAVE. SPOKEN!” Eddie screeched, a glob of spit flying out of his mouth and onto the hot asphalt.

He was wide eyed. Deranged. Eddie lifted up the hem of his denim vest and held it out and to the side, to look like wings unfurling, screaming to the heavens as you began howling with him.

“YEAH!” You screamed out, raising your bottle and shouting every bit of nonsense you could think of, “GOD SANCTIONED DROOG MARRIAGE CO-RULER ULTRA-VIOLENCE! MAZEL TOV!”

“THE IMPERIAL HUSBAND NOW DEMANDS TO KISS THE DROOG BRIDE!” Eddie screamed, “PLANT ONE ON ME, GODDESS DIVINE OF THE REPUBLIC OF HAWKINS!!”

You looked at Chessie, who looked as if she was going to throw up or scream. It wasn’t immediately clear which. Instead of ending the joke, you grinned. Shrugged. The glossy magazine paper pages of the forgotten Avon Colorworks catalog ripped under the tread of your shoes when— without warning— you took off towards Eddie, and planted a fat wet kiss on his mouth. He froze for a moment, but returned the kiss with fervor, making an obnoxious hum and wet smack when you pulled away.

“Yum.” You gushed, licking your lips and changing your cadence to the unhinged Kubrick Cockney, “Them’s tasty cooties, they are, brother sir!”

“Yeah? Them false cytomegalovirus germs are what taste good to ya, droog?” He laughed, wrapping his arms around you and putting on his own terrible accent.

“That they are, sir, that’s what gives all me food and drink that plus flavor.” You grinned.

The two of you cackled, thoroughly enjoying throwing out random quotes and various insanities that to the normal person would put them off of your insanity and edge-lord humor. Chessie had long since taken off for the gated community of Loch Nora on her bike, but you didn’t care. You could live without a selection of eyeshadows, a rainbow tote purse, and all of your false friends if the choice came down to choosing them, or Eddie.

“Wanna go into the gas station and split another bottle of mono before we blow this joint?” You asked.

His grin could have rivaled that of Malcolm McDowell.

“Now, how can I say no to my new wife?” He grinned, holding out his arm for you to take, “But I am a man of my word, so you’re getting a new Coke, plus that Ring Pop so’s we can make this thing official.”

“Spare no expense, huh?” You grinned, and he pulled you in closer. Both of your hips knocking together.

“Hey… Only the best and finest gems and refreshments for Empress Droog the First of Hawkins, Indiana.” Eddie said with a confident smile.

You smiled at him, nudging one another with your bodies all the way into the gas station, until he pulled you in for another sloppy kiss in the middle of the snack aisle.

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From the Campaign 15 Avon Catalog (1979), scanned by me

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[littlefallofblood]

I desperately want to catalog all the moments where Avon is nice to Vila. I already have a few but I need to start organizing everything. Just for personal consumption.

Like I just got to a part in one of the audio dramas (Classic Adventures 1-6: Caged track 11 2:03) Avon says "I never doubted you" to him and it sounds genuine? And it's just.. they're everything to me.