It was sixty years ago today!
O those heady and halcyon days of an imagined misspent youth. Wallowing as I did in the bliss of an era which tragically predated me by at least a brace of decades or so. Nevertheless, a girl can dream.
Speaking of dreams, checkout my latest imagined beau. No, not the hirsute Commie cunt, but that dreamboat to his left!
Swoon!
Fly me to the moon, Yuri