I think of myself as very old-fashioned.
Never lost my love of rolling down car and truck windows by-hand, pushing open those triangular corner fly-windows, manually tuning to a radio station in the night and hearing the spooky lost radio signals with each turn of the dial, and lighting a cigarette using the classic push-in/pop-out cigarette lighters that were built into all of the dashboards of older model automobiles, and let's not forget the audible clicking sound the old floor-mounted headlight dimmer switches made with each press of your foot.
When it comes to domestic/homemaking type things, I live for being able to do most everything the old-fashioned way... washing and drying dishes by-hand, getting down on all fours to wash floors, and hanging washing to dry on my outdoor pulley clothesline. The squeaking of the pulleys with each tug and pull of the line, holding the wooden pins in my mouth while snapping items one at a time before tacking them to the line... the look, the feeling, so nostalgic and homey. Can't help but think of my foremothers whenever I pin washing on a line.
Cooking, baking... all from scratch, alongside canning, freezing, etc, and like a few others here, I'd welcome back an old rotary dial telephone in a heartbeat!
When babies started coming (motherhood years) I was adamant about diapering the old-fashioned way, being the staunchly old-fashioned type that I am, and while economics played a key in me choosing to use cloth diapers, ultimately, it was my desire to diaper the traditional way that determined what my kids wore, not the environment, not their health, not dollars and cents, none of that. For me, taking a few extra seconds to fold a diaper from scratch, then apply it using two pins, just always had a way of making me feel good inside. Just seemed so right... so proper.
Crocheted tablecloths, doilies, throws, along with window dressings... I just can't get enough of that sort of thing, and I'd be short-changing myself if I were to leave out coal oil lanterns. Such a love I have for old-fashioned coal-oil lanterns and the relaxing light they cast.
Gosh, I could go on and on, and while I do appreciate certain modernity's of today, my blood runs pure with the likes of all things vintage, retro, and old-fashioned. That's me, always has been... always will be.