My Vintage Soul

My soul is of vintage designs ...they allure me!! My mind is full of olden things! A musty, mildew scent lingering in my memory ~ the smell still burning my nose with the choking odor of moth balls as a chaser! These hidden things entice me...like the child of yesteryear's outside my grandmother's closet door, forbidden to poke through the old dresser drawers. I still want to search for those treasures ~forgotten & left behind...if nothing more than to see them again and "remember when...!"
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Washington Bathing Beach police (Washington D.C.) 6 inches above the knee was the allowance in 1922...And just why don't we measure and look decent anymore?!