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While looking for a costume, just some fun to be had, I found it at a thrift store. High collar, sophisticated, the train stretching out a foot long lace trimming, still mostly white, with delicate flowers. Only one stain, on the end of the train, makes a light brown blot. Perhaps a guest spilled coffee walking up behind her, or maybe a drop of tobacco spewed out of her grandpa’s mouth. She was just my size. A perfect fit. I will take it to the cleaners. It will look like new.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
Wedding Dress
While looking for a costume, just some fun to be had, I found it at a thrift store. High collar, sophisticated, the train stretching out a foot long lace trimming, still mostly white, with delicate flowers. Only one stain, on the end of the train, makes a light brown blot. Perhaps a guest spilled coffee walking up behind her, or maybe a drop of tobacco spewed out of her grandpa’s mouth. She was just my size. A perfect fit. I will take it to the cleaners. It will look like new.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
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