How I Long For The Days When Nightclubs Were Like This!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                             The best part about last week's movie, "Black Friday," were the nightclub scenes--the sophisticated chanteuse named Sunny, the girls dancing in short skirts--what a time of elegance and atmosphere. How I would have loved to have been one of those dancing girls!!!!!!!! The night clubs of today are little more than hooker hook ups.  Oh, for the days............

                               My interest in nightclubs began when I saw Shirley Temple's 1934 film, "Little Miss Marker."  There, in an even more elegant nightclub, Dorothy Dell as "Bangles" Carson, sat astride a revolving grand piano, in a black gown, singing "I'm Just A Black Sheep, Who's Blue."  This to me was the pinnacle of nightclub elegance, and it was what I wanted then, and what I want now.

                                Where has elegance gone, and why has it gone out the door?  As our culture erodes, so does class.  Few people seem to have it.  After several nights on the town this summer, I can concur class is so much a thing of the past.

                                    Except for those like me, who wish to keep it alive.

                                   Look deep into this picture for minutes and enter a world of nightclub elegance!