Me and my dad in 1950 something, wearing a dress made of the same material as the pretty lemon one in this blog. Mine was in pale blue and probably belonged to two cousins and a sister before it came to me. Still I thought I was the bees knees in it! My fringe was obviously cut by my mother who had absolutely no hairdressing skills whatsoever but at least, this time, it was fairly straight.
I love your blog
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