If I was Dr, Seuss I could make this rhyme. Alas.
Under our clothes we are all naked, and sometimes it's nice to get back to basics. Though if I was that kid I'd watch out for that rooster in the background. They can get nasty. I was once chased into the outhouse by a rooster. I want to point out that outhouses were not normal part of my childhood, but then my father decided to buy a farm in the country and it was a bit rustic. Divorced parents, summer vacations with father, thus the outhouse and the rooster.
Steffi looks good. She must be around 80, if she is still around. Time flies.
Crimea, Ukraine, 1967. I wonder what route this photo took to arrive to Pasadena.
"Good job dad, with that camera. Nobody told you about the dangers of back lighting?"
The caption might be a little bit exaggerated, but it's not easy to be beautiful in those caps and grandma shoes.
Stripes are in.
Looking dorky, date unknown.
20 hours ago