Hello Beauty
I want to introduce two favorites today. And I am so excited! First is Beauty. (I can’t believe that these picture are mine. That I took them at my house with my camera, and of MY TYPEWRITER. It doesn’t seem real.)
Sigh, she is just perfect. Everything about her is perfect. And even after looking at the pictures, and then looking behind me to the real deal, I can still hardly believe that she is mine. It was truly a Pink Week Miracle. I can’t bear to put her away, I want to see her all the time. And Creamie loves her too. She’s been living on my dining room table for a few days now and a couple of times every day Creamie will reach up on her tippie-toes and hit the space bar and say “Ding Ding! Thanks Stan.” It’s adorable. Which brings me to the next favorite I have to introduce to you.
This is Stan. Stan the Typewriter Man. And he is wonderful. As soon as Beauty arrived last week I called Stan and asked him to take a look at her. And he cleaned her up and made sure everything was working perfectly and oiled her for me. I like Stan because he appreciates Beauty as much as I do. (And all other typewriters for that matter.) And I am so glad that I found him. Because without knowing him I don’t know that I would have been able to buy Beauty. I would have been afraid that something would go wrong and I wouldn’t be able to use her. And that would have been a tragedy. But after I found LOVE (my turquoise 1960’s typewriter) I found Stan. And then I found Beauty. Fate? I think it’s a little more than that. And now Beauty is back at my house, and she is clean and sparkly and more beautiful than before. Do you remember how dirty she was when she got here? I’ll remind you.
[ Halfway through cleaning her keys ]
Years of grime and dirt and dust and who knows what else was covering this baby inside and out. (I know one “else”… little bugs. They were crawling out of her as I sprayed her insides with canned air. Shudder.) A few hours from me took care of most of the dirt on the outside, and then Stan took care of all the rest. Thank you so much Stan, you have made a dream come true, and I will always be grateful. Always.
Here she is. Shiny and new (looking) and ready for me to play. I’ve got some big plans for this little machine. Big, big plans. You will see her again for sure. She’ll be typing all sorts of things, just as soon as I figure out how all her Magic Margins and Tabulators are supposed to work. Does anyone happen to have a copy of the 1950’s users’s manual lying about? I could really use one.
pinksuedeshoe 
That sure is one goodlooking typewriter! I appreciate your sense of beauty. This appreciation is the real 3D-art! I love your post! I have the same feeling with old camera’s, radio’s and tv’s. It’s almost like you’re seeing a miracle.
Wonderful to read this. Say hi to stan!
Wow! She’s so pretty and clean now. You’ve got yourself a true gem. 🙂
So much love in the post, how can I not love this!? Hooray for Stan!
If she is Beauty, does that make Mom’s old behemoth The Beast?
xox
WAHOO!!!!!!!! Oh, happy day!
This is so refreshing to read…because you know what I’ve been doing? Nothing that has anything to do with anything beautiful (well, I don’t think so)…. I’m waiting on the Corpse Flower named Lotus to bloom. And when it does, it will smell like rotting flesh, or cabbage. I can’t believe I’ve been sucked in. If you want to watch, here’s the live cam link. Oh, and by the way, the guy who grew this named it after his deceased wife. I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean. http://www.hmnsmedia.org/CorpseFlower/
Her name is Lois, not Lotus. Duh. I’m a dork.
Pink,
Your post today makes me smile. Beauty is awesome. I love how pink she is! Yay for you!
xo -E
P.S. Thanks for introducing us to Stan. He’s pretty awesome too!
Stan is adorable! So is Beauty. Congratulations, yet again.
does this mean i get your blue one?
Hey, my new friend, w0uld you believe that “Stan the Typewriter Man” is MY DAD? I wish I would have found “Beauty” first. I love it! I would love to have it sitting in my PINK bedroom. Oh well, I love your enthusiasm and I love that you love and appreciate my dad, and typewriters too. I would have enjoyed meeting you. I am going over to my dad’s as soon as possible to look at, and fully appreciate the oil can, hubcaps , sleigh, bikes and etc. Thank you for the reminder that it is all the little things in life that really count.
She’s absolutely and completely gorgeous!!! True love, indeed. I have my mom’s typewriting course textbook from when she was in high school – she graduated in 1964. I just love it – reminds me of 7th grade typing class. Isn’t it sad that our kids will never have those cool binder-on-the-wrong-end books that stand up in the metal stands?
I had a super groovy portable …wooo – electronic, typewriter my folks bought me when I was in 12th grade, I think. I sure wish I still had that! My husband recently brought home an old, old typewriter (the keys are totally circular) and I’ve been working on commandeering her to my office. Must get more manipulative. Heehee.
There is an old book store here in town that my neighbor owns and he always has old typewriters for sale, too – but, I have never, ever seen a pink one! Not ever in my life even. That is beyond cool! What year is she from?