when we were kids, we had a HuGE barrel of dress-up clothes…every time mom went to a garage sale, fleamarket, or thriftstore she would add to our barrel. rhinestone-clad disco dresses, oriental robes, polyester suits, glamour-esque ball…
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a little bit ROADWEaRY and a little bit TucKERED out, the dust is settling from our past few months of mucho loco-ness and we’re finally HoME…turn out the lights, the party’s over. but oh…