Serendipity

I never imagined that I'd able to use my beloved framed photo of Mr. Chicago 1944 (and runners up) as a tie in to one of my auctions. But sometimes selling vintage creates the lovelist coincidences:

Meet Mr. Chicago 1944 (and runners up):

And meet, a racy pair of 1940's satin swim trunks. Mr. Chicago 1944 (or one of his runners up) would have totally rocked these: