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The Girl Inside: Wordless Wednesday
Look at this girl. This girl loves full-length skirts and fearlessly twisted her long-sleeve shirt into a halter top. This girl raises her chin at a jaunty angle. This girl is sassy. This girl still lives inside me, and from time to time, she comes out to play.
So who lives inside of you?
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No wonder you’re so attractive today; its been multiplied by 4 feet, more savvy & sexiness, and a bigger heart! Wow! You sprouted NICELY Renee! 😉
Who lives inside me? On certain days it’s Michael “Squints” Palledorous and Scotty Smalls (both of The Sandlot), or the ‘slickness’ of Johnny Bravo (of Cartoon Network), or Denys Finch-Hatton (of Out of Africa), in specific circumstances Christian Grey (of 50 Shades) minus any humiliating, and Lt. Dunbar of Dances With Wolves. Multiple personality disorder? Don’t answer that!
Thanks for chiming in Professor Taboo. 🙂
Look at how cute you are!!! Long-waisted even back then, says the girl whose last rib ends where her hip bone starts.
Hi Soooz! I wish my tummy was flat like that again, but I like cookies. And I don’t climb half as many trees as I used to! 🙂
I think there’s a bug-eyed little boy who can’t figure out what happened to him.
Yeah, I’m feeling kinda bug-eyed after these last 17-months. Lots of changes, many of which are most unpleasant. No one told me getting older would be like this!
A fashion plate back when she was just a little saucer!
Is there a little boy living inside of you, 1Point?
Yes…and he brought his puppy. It stinks in there.
I’ve been asking myself that question for a while now.
Yes, the question needs to be asked once in a while, doesn’t it. I’m trying to figure out what this girl wants to do with the rest of her life.
You are SO CUTE in this picture. Inside me? A midwesterner who loves thrift store treasures and delights in simple things. 🙂
Ooh! The girl inside of me would gladly hang out with the girl inside of you! I still shop at thrift stores and delight at finding great stuff from the curb!
Yes! My current state of life with the babies has made it a little difficult to really go thrift shopping, but anytime I do get to go is such a pleasure!!
What a sweet, sweet little girl! I remember loving to play dress-up but have no pictures and no memories of what I wore. My granddaughters loved to play dress-up and would dress-up their younger brother, too. Now they are all teenagers and dressing up takes on new meaning.
I am not sure who lives inside of me. I think I caught a glimpse of her as I leafed through Writers and Books latest brochure. Red Sugar, looking at poets and poetry from the feminist movement. Oh my!! I just realized that it was thirty years ago, or more, that my best friend took to me to hear Lucille Clifton read at Brockport, one of the Red Sugars mentioned by W&B. I was far from a child when I heard Ms. Clifton read, but I have been filled with Red Sugar for as long as I remember.