I don't think we realize how important the Sears Wish Book was back in our youth. It helped shape me into the person I became today. It had plenty of stuff I wanted but never needed, it had stuff one needed for a house but didn't want and it had stuff you didn't know you would want and need later in life, but dammit, even a baby likes looking at boobs and bras. Kids today have no idea what life was like before Amazon and YouTube. If you wanted to go shopping, you had to go somewhere, it wasn't just on your laptop or phone. You could sort of scan stuff in these Christmas catalogs which would be loaded with great ideas for gifts from Santa or a rich uncle, not that we had one of those. Luckily for us, Santa was pretty good at getting us some of the stuff we really wanted. I remember wanting so much one of those football table tops where the players buzzed around via vibrations. The pictures made it seem that it was some sort of magical device where you could simulate plays and challenge friends, but in reality, it was a dud gift. All you got was a vibrating sheet of green metal and all your "players" (made out of paper standing on a metal base which moved randomly) ended up at the lowest part of the table because what do kids know about level surfaces.
But not only did it help establish a base of stuff to ask for from Santa, there was also the sections in the front which showed a naïve boy what lay under the female clothing and this was all exciting and confusing all at the same time. I remember having a perfect hiding place under my bed which was supposed to have drawers under it, so it was higher than normal without a box spring. The drawers were only on one side and they faced the door but I still had space to get in on the other side and "disappear" in plain sight to focus on my "studies" of the female form.
With Sears having gone out of business, this rite of passage will be lost if it hasn't already. Oh, where will future pervs start their humble young careers, the internet is too harsh and in your face. The Sears book had everything a precocious young boy needed, with go-karts and mini dirt bikes to run around outside, pool tables and other game room necessities, pools for the summer time, toys for the young at heart, and of course womens in all sort of dis-dress, specially the bras. It did piss me off later when I realized the nips were faded out or covered so they would not show even through the laciest of materials. But, ahhh, good times. Guess I am feeling nostalgic as we start getting ready to head into the holidays.
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