12 Days of Vintage Christmas | Nothing Does It Like Seven-up?

On the third day of Christmas

Thinly veiled sexual innuendo aside, he’s feeding her cocktail sausages without tomato sauce. No deal Casanova, no deal.
At least the Seven-Up crate is wearing protection in the form of a cute cellophane wrap with a bow, just in case you didn’t know it was Christmas.



I got nothing. I’m still stuck on “nothing does it like Seven-up”. It sounds more like an ad for overly masculine body spray than a carbonated beverage.

With style and sass,


Hey! If this wasn’t enough festive cheer for you there’s a link to all twelve days on this post.






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