so i’m feeling really happy. granted, my recently spotless living room & kitchen are now piled high with a potpourri of boxes, an explosive-like circus cannon of clothing strewn around, grinch-like scattered towers of geometrics which might be a retro stereo receiver and a family of speakers, shopping bags promising to rip from their …
my elvis isn’t all that schlock. it’s not the scary bejeweled white suits with those enormous collars. it’s not those oversized 70s sunglasses. it’s not the kitschy vegas wedding chapel. it’s not the pork chop sideburns and platform shoes. it’s not the guns, the pills, the dizzyingly buzzed about junk that came at the end. …
i was recently wished an ‘alexandria bay day’, which brought time and an island straight to the front of my mind. a really long time ago, three plucky gals from the southwest side of chicago decided, either on a lark or a whim, to hop aboard the train to new york to become ziegfield girls. …
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