After the deranged "commie" hunting of the HUAC hearings, 1956 seemed downright peaceful in comparison. Doris Day's most famous song, "Que Sera, Sera," was recorded in conjunction with her appearance in Hitchcock's "The Man Who Knew Too Much," Elvis hit the charts for the first time with "Heartbreak Hotel, " the top movie was "The Ten Commandments," and "I Love Lucy" and "The Honeymooners" ruled the TV sets. The Platters had their first hit that year as well, and in my opinion, they reached their apogee with this gorgeous song a few years later, sung live: Happy Wednesday, darlings! Photo Credit: AK

Source: Backgrid Here's Megan Fox at the Jennifer's Body screening and Q&A this weekend, which took place at the David Geffen theater in LA. The 39-year old wore a custom Karine Gasparyan corset dress complete with dripping blood beadwork.  This is Fox's first public appearance since the birth of her youngest child, Saga Blade, whom she shares with Machine Gun Kelly.  What do you think of this look, Peckers? Did she kill it? Heheh. Sources: Elle, TMZ

Welcome, music slores, to another edition of Manor Music Monday! Wheeeeee! It's time to sing, to swing, and to gather up some fun music to play for peeps at Thanksgiving and during all your wintertime celebrations - because jazz vocalists make every holiday better and I won't be told otherwise. You can't live on "Jingle Bells" and Mariah for the entire holiday season, right? So if you're searching for some festive tunes to play during the season that everyone will enjoy, just click the Manor Music Monday tag and thumb through the posts. Meanwhile, tonight at the Manor's "Milf n' Cookies" lounge and dinette (try the classic lasagna!) (it's meaty!), DJ Li'l Scratch will be playing the vocal stylings of a songstress who started her career way back in 1939 during an amateur talent contest at Harlem's Apollo Theater . Did I mention that she won that contest? Because she did. Everyone loved Betty Roche right from the start. With her c...

They rise again when the air turns metallic and the moon glows over exhausted towns. You can sense them at the beginning of October, a discordant hum behind the noise, a racing pulse beneath the grind. Circe walks the shoreline once again, her hair smelling of salt, her breath exhaling defiance. Tituba laughs a melody in the wind that weaves through the pines. La Voisin stirs her cauldron in a Parisian graveyard, cologne, herbs, and poison mixing in the heavy air. Morticia sharpens her rapier wit. Stevie tunes her chords to longing and heartache. The witches wake, not from breathless slumber, but from airlessness and patience. They never go, only watch, waiting for the universe to honor power when it is whispering, prodding, and certain. Many called them monsters, sirens, sinners, sluts, whores, vixens, crones, anything to keep from admitting their survival. But they were resilient and kept the fire smoldering in kitchens and back bedrooms, in girls who refused to shrink. Through the c...

This week I was delighted to see that The   Lost Boys is finally available on my streaming platform of choice. I couldn't press play fast enough! This reminded me just how much I love vampire stories. Novel form, movie form, TV form, I love 'em all. And there's something for everyone! Old school classics like Nosferatu , Dracula and Carmilla . Later delights like Salem's Lot , Interview with the Vampire , Fright Night . Hell, even Twilight makes it to my screen on occasion! I'll admit it! So, Peckers, what's your favourite blood-sucking tale to sink your teeth into? Sound off below!

Oof, sorry for the jump scare, hors, but I could think of no better entry for National Crazy Day than this crafty broad . In honor of today's esteemed holiday, let's talk about our favorite craziest celebrities, shall we? Tell us! Whose cheese has completely slid off the cracker the hardest?

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(the boys-and girls-of Summer, 1910) My phone shows me the weirdest stuff out of nowhere when I open it, and a lot of it's interesting, like the many pictures ON THIS SITE. Old B&W photos are gorgeous, but no matter how bright the sun, the sky always looks gray, so these colorized versions are fascinating to me.  (a Packard firetruck avec ensemble in 1911) (moms, kids and dads on the beach in Asbury Park, NJ in 1911) But there's also some pretty cool pictures still in B&W, in particular this one: (American boxer Kid Johnson after teaching boxing to the police of Helsinki, Finland in 1912) The only thing wrong with this picture is that they all need to be sans undies, and Mr. Kid Johnson needs to be standing erect, completely naked and turgid (or at least semi-tumescent)! Happy OP, darlings, let's have some fun! Photos: Getty Images via The Scroller/Reddit

  This beautiful piece of art was painted by Thomas Moran in 1864. It depicts a creek that flows in Philadelphia, PA and is one of Moran's earlier works from his long career. The gorgeous earthy colours and still water really convey the peaceful atmosphere of this wonderful season.  Do you have any favourite autumnal art, Peckers?  Sources: Thomas Moran, Terra Foundation for American Art

Greetings, horlettes, and welcome to another edition of Manor Music Monday. Today's starry songstress studied piano and voice in college, as she was set on becoming an opera singer. But once she heard a few Duke Ellington LPs, introduced to her by her mother, opera was dunzo . Jazz had infected her soul, as it had for so many in the early 1930s. Back then, jazz was also called "devil's music," since it was created by Black musicians, of course, but also because it was linked to the Women's Liberation movement, and unlike classical music, it wasn't based on any foundation of specific rules and techniques. Improvisation was scary - and, yes, it increased immorality and promiscuity. I know, I know, I can hear you now: "Sign me up!" But this was a different time, as they say. Lucky for us, at the Manor's "Cake Shakin' Lounge and Dessertery," DJ Li'l Cat will be spinning her tunes tonight. Do you recognize this gently coquettish ope...

In 1884, a grieving widow named Sarah Winchester arrived in sunny San Jose, California, carrying an immense inheritance that was said to have been cursed. Her husband, William Winchester, was dead, claimed by tuberculosis. Their infant daughter, Annie, had died at one month due to a rare form of severe malnutrition. The source of her wealth was the Winchester rifle, a weapon that had filled her coffers and graveyards around the country.  Sarah bought a modest eight-room farmhouse and began designing and building. She never stopped. According to lore, for nearly forty years, hammers echoed day and night as rooms bloomed. dissolved, and were reimagined like restless dreams. When a hallway displeased her, she ordered it razed. When a design felt wrong, she simply rebuilt it. Stairs climbed into ceilings. Doors opened into thin air. Windows looked into walls. The house grew the way a thought spirals when it cannot find peace or passes through the mind like vapor.  Maybe it was gri...

  Everyone's favourite attention-seeking, oversharing couple with questionable hygiene is celebrating their 12th anniversary. Who would have guessed these two crazy kids would make it. And of course Kristen couldn't post a simple "happy anniversary babe, I love you!" caption to her instagram post, oh no. She had to post this one: How sweet. Happy anniversary, you two! Source: Kristen Bell on instagram

Halloween is now officially 2 weeks away, and for the first time in many years I've decided to carve a pumpkin. I know, ME, with a knife?! My keepers wouldn't be too pleased, so let's just keep this between the two of us, shall we? Any hors here thinking about carving a pumpkin this year? If so, tell us your plans! And don't forget to do something yummy with those pumpkin seeds!

 

Flat tires suck, especially when you've been working extra shifts to get a color TV so you can finally watch "Bewitched"...IN LIVING COLOR! Oh shoot, Stevie Wonder's on right now singing his new song, check it out! In actuality, I took this shot of the 1971 Ford LTD in an alley behind a classic car repair shop nearby. Ain't it something? I'm sure that baby's going to get shined up and fixed and will probably sell for more than I make in a year - and I don't even mind. Rich people can do their rich people thing. All I care about is enjoying life as much as I can, same as all of you. Happy Open Post, darlings! Photo: AK

In celebration of the momentous occasion, feel free to share your favourite dessert. Cake? Pie? Perhaps an ambrosia salad! If you have a killer dessert recipe and you haven't already shared it to the Peckerwood Recipe Box, please do so here ! We love our sweet treats!

"Xest sx̣lx̣alt," music hors, or "Good day" in the highly-endangered Salishan Indigenous American language. After all, it's Indigenous People Day in the U.S. (Columbus who? We don't know her). Confused? Curious? If it makes you horny, don't worry, you're a hussy and you're in the right place.  Welcome to another edition of Manor Music Monday, today with a lass who popularized the swooning, bluesy, "Lover Come Back To Me" in 1938, though it was her versions of "Georgia On My Mind" and "Rockin' Chair" that really made her famous. DJ Li'l Scratch and I just love her to bits, and tonight at the Manor's "Pink And Sloppy" bar and taco dinette, he'll be spinning her tunes for all to savor.  So rejoice jazz fans  - and Indigenous Americans, too! Mildred Bailey, a jazz chanteuse extraordinaire who was known as "The Queen Of Swing" in her day, is here at last. Born in northwestern Idaho on...

  It began in the fields when the year was dying. The Celts called it Samhain—a night when the border between worlds turned porous as breath. Fires burned on the hills; the living disguised themselves to fool the dead, who wandered freely, homesick for warmth. Cattle were slaughtered, hearths were blessed, and every shadow felt personal. It was the year folding itself shut. Centuries later, the Church pressed its seal upon the fire. All Hallows’ Eve, they called it, the eve of saints and souls. But the fire would not behave. It danced in doorways and behind church glass, wild as memory. The saints stayed in their windows; the ghosts stayed in the streets. Years passed, and the night put on different masks. Lanterns carved from turnips. Apples bobbing in water. Faces painted white. It crossed oceans, found new soil, learned new songs. The fields became suburbs. The bonfires became doorbells. The disguises, more flattering. But the impulse—the small, lovely terror of being seen and n...

  Taylor Momsen, who Michael K once described as "the hardest bitch of the playground," originally rose to fame for her role as Cindy Lou Who in 2000's How The Grinch Stole Christmas starring Jim Carrey. She later acted in Gossip Girl while kicking off her career as the lead singer of the band The Pretty Reckless since 2009. Well it seems Momsen wants to return to her festive roots this year by releasing a Christmas album. The singer posted on her socials about the band's EP that will be releasing on October 31st. Talk about a Nightmare Before Christmas, amirite?!  Source: Blabbermouth

Picture it: London, 1889. A magazine called "Tit-Bits" (for real!) introduces a contest to its single female readers, asking them to answer a very provocative question for the time: Why Am I A Spinster? The prize? Five shillings split among 21 winners. Cha-ching! Now, single hors of the Manor, before I pose the same question to you and ask, " Why are YOU a spinster?", let's have a look at some of these inspiring answers from the past: Now, DO tell, Peckersluts, Why ARE you a spinster?