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Showing posts with label June Cleaver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label June Cleaver. Show all posts
Thursday, August 25, 2011
My vintage dress- 50's housewife am I?
Yesterday, I decided to wear one of my vintage dresses to work. Lots of people complimented me. My boss called me June Cleaver. I was just praying no one would tell me to gather Scarecrow and Tin Man and follow the yellow brick road.
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