I was inspired by a post by Babs to open the vault.
The closet where all the skeletons are kept.
The vault that houses all evidence of my misspent youth (I define youth loosely - say, between the ages of 14 and 35).
Because I knew, I KNEW!, that I still had the t-shirt we won at the SOM Sing Along.
It took a while - nearly an hour - to find it.
BUT FIND IT I DID!
BEHOLD!


(sorry for the poor quality scans)
As fun as it has been to share the t-shirt with you, I must remind you that the vault has been opened. Once opened, it can never be closed.
Grab your pearls girls, this week I intend to treat you to photographic evidence of your misspend youth and mine..... yes, the late 1990's.
It was a time for wigs, Tab, and lots of vodka ...
3 comments:
Oh. My. Gawddddd.
Now, I'm afraid!
...Babs Peapod
LMAO! I love and remember singing along to SOM at one of Lisa's parties. Tell us more...
rara, where the heck have you been? i miss you and your posts ... babs
(BTW, I changed my blog address to babspeapod.blogspot.com)
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