My birth mother, we refer to as The Duchess for her high falootin’ ways. She has been known, however, when no one’s about, to be something less than Her Serene Beneficence.
I didn’t take this -love that whoever did had a smoke hanging from their mouth, creating that cool effect but found it years ago and stashed it. I stumbled upon it, looking at photos of my mammy. -not Dutch
Dutch as you might find her day or night, in the 70s and 80s: Drinking White Russians and waving guns — at her best. This is the 80s from her blouse and hair.