There we are, in San Diego, Brittni and me. It's 1963 and we're about ready to greet the sailors arriving in the bay because it's fleet week! I'm wearing this dress with red lipstick and pin curled hair obviously, and she's in a blue number that's piped in white. It's America and we're blowing kisses to the boys. It's the summer and we're wearing white gloves too. I get a coke later and put a straw in it and carry the glass around because it really does just look good with my dress. Oh no, we have to run to go see a puppy. Guess we'll see ya later fellas.
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