Let’s see…I was 19 & shared an apartment with a friend from high school. He worked 2nd and I worked 3rd, so once he left for work at 1 it was mine til I left for work at 10.
One day around the beginning of summer I rode my bike a couple miles thru town to the salvation army thrift store and bought myself 3 dresses. Back then I could fit nicely into a size 6 dress, today not a chance. One of the dresses was gold lamé, that one was my favorite. The second was navy with white polka dots, and the third…can’t even remember it. And when I came back out I had to chase off a guy who was trying to leave with my bike lol. The apartment had kind of a stupid layout & by winter the dresses were gone…too paranoid.