I've been trying to track down some obscure but supposedly excellent mid-century science-fiction short stories, and I find that some of them are available in new paperback collections published by Baen. That ought to be a good thing, but it isn't entirely--Baen books are almost universally hideous. Typography, colour choices and art combine to make for some of the most embarassing books you could be seen buying or reading in public.
They also tend to make use of one (or rather two) specific selling points in their art.
Those bosoms stay oddly pert for women who don't wear bras (or, indeed, clothes).