amylsacks' photos with the keyword: bunny

If you're feeling deja vu, it's probably because of this . From the April issue of The Ladies Home Journal .

When I hold the magic Easter bunny, my bonnet morphs into a space helmet! Front and back covers of a promotional published by Sealtest, Inc.

That thing on the lower left may visit you in dreams, especially if you down a couple of tequilas and a plate of Buffalo wings just before hitting the sack. From the April issue of Everywoman's magazine.

Back cover of the booklet. Fox "News" would be bummed to note that even back in the "good old days", the meat peddlers tactfully avoided throwing God around with the pots and pans.

I'd be dizzy in the head, too. These "Bunnies" look like they came straight from the mind of H.P. Lovecraft.

Some clippings from inside the booklet. Some of it was in bad shape, and the Aunt Jemima-wannabe pic was in bad taste. So I left them out. On the other hand, you get the scariness that is a crown roast of lamb stuffed with sausage. (Was sausage really cheaper than bread in the 1930s?) And that's plenty scary and disturbing on its own. Also, I'm sad that I've never seen an ad for "CLIX" shortening.

Front cover of a 16-page promotional booklet published by The Cudahy Packing Company, Chicago, Illinois.

For additional party spirit, why not add some vanilla to your post-church vodka fizz, too! From the April issue of Everywoman's magazine.

"Anything-- and nearly anybody-- can make a lamp is artist Richard L. Baer's theory..." It's true. Here we see some favorites by (counter clockwise from Eleven O'Clock) Mrs. O'Leary's Cow, the CEO of the Brach's Candy Co., Mister B Natural, Rufus T. Firefly... From the October issue of Everywoman's magazine.

A menu featuring refined sugar in (almost) every course, and an alien bunny landing via a Giant Cosmic Space Egg. Happy Easter, Kids! Front and back of a promotional published by Armour & Co.

The practical artist drew the outline of a bunny with the end of a spatula, then put a single candy in for the "eye." I'm pretty sure that's all I'd have patience for, personally. From the April issue of Ladies Home Journal.