A passion for plastic
I'll never forget the wistful look on the elderly woman's face as she
remembered her fashionable past as a young woman in New York City.
She'd stack bakelite bangles up each arm to the elbow as she readied for a night on the town, then finished her look with a sheer, long-sleeve blouse.
Her husband, she confided, always threatened to leave her home if she wouldn't remove a few.
Of course - stylish lady that she was - she never did.
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