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I have always had a thing for blond hair, red handbags, big sunglasses, and accessories.

My favorite thing about this picture (circa 1978ish) though is that it reminds me of my Grams' house. This was taken on her front porch and she had this exact pictured framed in her house in a wooden frame with heart cut outs. I can still hear the clock ticking in her front room. It's amazing how you can miss someone so much that your heart hurts sometimes.