oh, you remember those awful things they printed about poor 'what's-her-name' before she jumped out the window. See, I can't even remember her name, so who cares Edith...
AtStirred, Straight Up, with a Twist, it helps to remember that it is permanently 1962 (give or take a decade); and that the problems of the real world can be solved with a touch of glamour and a dash of style.
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ReplyDeleteget me a bromide.....and put some gin in it.
ReplyDeleteThe one in black, second from the right,looks like Jack Lemmon. a rogue entry
ReplyDeleteoh, you remember those awful things they printed about poor 'what's-her-name' before she jumped out the window. See, I can't even remember her name, so who cares Edith...
ReplyDeleteRed Rover, Red Rover let the biggest bitch come over!
ReplyDeleteThat dress does make her look as if she were going to sing in it.
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