There is something romantic, and dare I say it?, sexy about rotary telephones. I've liked them for as long as I can remember, especially after seeing them in all my favorite movies.
I just love the act of dialing, the anticipation built by the slow process, the whirring noise, the heaviness of the receiver...it makes placing a call seem like an event. Something definitely missing in the wireless age.↑
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Also, I used to believe this was the perfect present, but now with Ebay, it might be a little less special.
Picture-A-Day:
Princess phone. My house, morning.
Listening to The Velvet Underground.
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