I just wish I knew the right Led Zeppelin lyrics

to go with this outfit. Are there any?

"1st grade picture. I can't stand my hair in this picture! What was my mom thinking? My grandparents brought this dress back from Germany for me. My sister got one too. Still have them. Do I look like Dodi from 'My Three Sons' or what?
This was also the year that Led Zeppelin got its start...weird!" (via)

What I like here is that her outfit is clearly an homage to a Starship Enterprise uniform. Live long and prosper, baby.

Gramma's House Dress

"Socks.

I love everything about this photo. Of course, my brother's clothing is the best part, but you've got the elusive Grampa O, Gramma in her trademark house dress, me in a coordinated Gramma-bought-this-outfit-for-me-from-Kmart ensemble, the date in the corner, the house number, the clay 'Ortons' plaque that Paul made for my grandparents at camp, the Dopey statue." (via)

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In your pinky K-Mart special, and your Lacy Socks

Haircut dated, shorts ill-fitting and still, this photo ROCKS.

Gramma in her House Dress, resplendent in 80s print

Brother Runner, in his shorts, surely dressed to Sprint.

If his thighs do rub together, I think it will be painful.

You'll glance over, snicker some, and give a look disdainful.

Grampa O, Elusive--at least that's what you say.

My suspicion? The 8th Dwarf, if Dopey had his way.

Perhaps faux brick does hide Snow White, behind your Gramma's dress,

In your pink, I see at least, you're a Damsel in Distress.

Sharing Cheese Puffs with Grandma-can it get any better?

I'm off to New York for a few days, so until I get back, I leave you with these. (Yup, it's just past 4:30 and I'm about to get in the car. Fun!)

"Oh man, I was not a fan of the polish dance. I did it for a year because my grandparents wanted me to. I hated being on stage, and I never learned to skip for the big production and I felt really self-conscious about it. I also didn't like wearing make-p. I felt like a clown and I never liked clowns. I'm glad I did it though, because I think this picture is hilarious." (via)

I agree, but also completely adorable. Kind of the Polish equivalent of making your kid wear Lederhosen.

I am in awe of the moment in time this next photo captures.

"Note the use of the gun holster by my brother. The outfit I'm wearing was one I hated. I believe I'm sharing cheese puffs with my grandma while reading Beverly Cleary." (via)

I know that she barely shows up against the wealth of patterns and images in this photo, but I love this girl. Beverly Cleary still rocks, and who doesn't love chowin' down on a bowl of cheese puffs--a BIG bowl of cheese puffs--with grandma? Better not get any cheese powder on those slammin' sofas!

This photo is so much less about her outfit than about the shag carpeting, the sofas, the afgan on the back of the couch, the stunning seascape above her head, and the fact that if she actually rocks that rocking chair, she will certainly get in trouble for dinging the wall behind her.

Granny is clearly watching TV, perhaps the Andy Williams Christmas Special? And brother feels so proud of his big holster. (Please don't go there.)

Who wouldn't want to escape into the world of Henry, Beezus, Ramona, and Ribsy?