The next three days I'll be featuring vintage snapshots of a girl in possibly the late 40s to mid-50s. She's what I was convinced being a teenager would be like. Well, yes, if I'd actually been a teenager in the '50s instead of the '60s.
Alone with an egg.
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I love this kitchen. I really do love it. The stove reminds me of the one in my last apartment. And I'm guessing that fridge was not frost free. Just think, there are people who have never had to defrost a freezer. Boggles my mind.