Out With the Old, In With the Old {on lemons, and making lemonade} {21}
When I was a little girl, I had this shirt. I guess you’d have to call it a blouse. Even if you’re not the sort of person who says “blouse” (and I’m not), that’s really what it was. I was seven – so that would make it 1979 or 1980. . . The blouse was [...]











