The only good memory I have of this picture is the dress. My mom made beautiful gunny sack dresses that were incredibly stylish in the 70's and early 80's. I was rarely stylish so I loved my gunny sack dresses. I'm not sure where I was going but my "date" here was the brother of my sister's boyfriend. His name was Kenny and we didn't even like each other. He was a tough kid from a tough neighborhood (ok, he lived across the street) and I was a goody-two-shoes. Not sure why anyone thought this would work out. It didn't and this is the only time the two of us were ever in the same room, much less the same picture. Oh, and, why didn't my mom buy me a longer slip????????
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