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Living in a dream
“… Her own native Heaven More clearly she mirror’d , as life’s troubled dream Wore away; and love sigh’d into rest, like a stream That breaks its heart over wild rocks toward the shore Of the great sea which hushes it up evermore With its little wild wailing.” — Owen Meredith, Lucille I might not be able to blog tomorrow, so I thought I’d show you the beauty I found at the thrift store for a whopping $6.50. I have to say, this dress makes me want even more to live in the bygone age of corsets and gowns and masquerade evenings. Seriously. Why don’t we do that any more?…