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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch... -
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
Look at you!! So adorable in every way.
ReplyDeleteAlthough I could be wrong, that sure looks like you, Tara! I remember wearing dresses like that in from the mid-1950s to the early 1960s. My senior year in high school, 1966-1967, was the last school year that female students were required to wear dresses rather than jeans to school. When I was younger, our mother made some of the dresses and "play clothes" for me and my sisters. By high school, my dresses were all "store bought." Our mother enjoyed sewing and continued to make her own dresses long after she stopped sewing clothing for us. I can still hear the sound of her sewing machine, if I stop to think about it!
ReplyDeleteLook at you! Robin and I are channeling -- but you still have that smile.
ReplyDeleteI'll take a wild guess for 1967 or so.