The clink of ice in lunchtime martinis is as dry as the wit of the drinkers. A telephone number scrawled on the cover of a matchbook. A whisper of smoke over softly parted red, red lips.
Tiny mementos of working the tables at the Waldorf, Sinatra swinging lovers and JFK lighting up The White House.
This series of prints that recall the magic of Mad Men on Madison Avenue in the 60's. Ephemera from a golden age lives again - "Match me Sidney", as Burt Lancaster commanded Tony Curtis in A Sweet Smell of Success.
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