Monday, June 2, 2008

The Only Way to Fly

Yes, children, I know it's impossible to believe today - but flying, once, was glamourous. Imagine having her sitting next to you in 34C! Hausfrau that she was at heart, you just know she packed her own dinner.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, for those bygone days of airborne glamour! I still dress to travel, amidst a sea of sweatpants and pajamas and flip flops (in first class, yet!). I like to think that I'm keeping the flame alive for Marlene.

    No "flaming" jokes, please.