And I sure hope he’s hot because she’s in bare feet! lol!
I should have bought the Manhattan Transfer album!!!
I love old neighborhoods partly because I love older people. It seems almost everywhere we’ve lived some wonderful little lady has befriended me. This sweet lady lived behind us, our backyards divided by a white picket fence. On Sundays after she got home from church she would come to the fence and give us pastries. One day she gave me this pair of pillowcases and told me she had them in her hope chest but never got married. We moved from that house many years ago and I know she’s since passed on. I’m guessing these are at least 80 years old.
I’ve accumulated several vintage goodies from wonderful old neighbors, and in this case, a landlady. I cherish them, and the memories of the ladies that made them and shared them with me. ❤
Wouldn’t it tickle to talk into this thing? And then there would be the little blue feathers on your clothing to explain. And hiding it whenever someone came to visit? Not worth is no matter how much you love blue feathers or talking on the phone!!! But on second thought, you’ve got to give the person some credit, it did end up as a donation to a thrift store after all! lol!