Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Mother May I Steal Your Shirt And Make It Into Drapes?


This is my Mom when she was, like, 11. I dig that paisley shirt-dress. It was the early 1970s, she was rockin' some serious ringlets and could probably squeeze mashed potatoes between her teeth, like nobody's business.

Lately it's like I'm colour blind. I can only see the shades I want to design our apartment in. Tunnel vision. I'm also thinking of artwork. It might be cool to print this photo, real big, onto some canvas and hang it over the couch. It might also be scary to have tween-Mom lurking.

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