We read an old book recently and the word “ball” was actually in there as a sexual verb. So Lucille Ball, who you see at right, probably had to deal with some pretty crass jokes in her day. But in this 1934 shot in which she’s sharing a cheers with Billie Seward she hasn’t a care in the world. And why would she? Each New Year—then and now—brings new hopes. Champagne wishes, everyone.
Hah hah—if you tell one more person they should have a New Year's Ball I'll kill you.