Against a monumental Arizona landscape, there's my little sister Debra on the left playing with a stick or something and on the right is my mother, cigarette gripped firmly in her right hand - and in the middle, me. I have no idea why I thought it appropriate to wear white leather go-go boots and a Beatles inspired pantsuit in the middle of the desert. I'm completely mystified as to how I was able to climb way up there in that get-up. And why on Earth would I think a white blouse with a Peter Pan collar was appropriate under that jacket? Strange days indeed.
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LOVE that photo, Beth. You were stylin' back then too! I kinda' like the Peter Pan collar under the pantsuit...it gives you an angelic look!
ReplyDeleteAre you sure you weren't beamed down from the starship?
ReplyDeleteHey now!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE the photo! You look exactly the same -- you have not aged...
ReplyDeleteYes, still a babe.
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