The Dollhouse....
brings back memories of the late 80's, big hair (on most everywhere) and shiny lip gloss. I remember hopping between the house and Huggies looking for love (lust). The (Y)east end was also one of my fav's, getting lots of milage out of there. At the house though, the best times were when the " Hungarian Hunnies" showed up. I mean, they were picking ME up! Oh well, another chapter closes, and life (as puritan as it is now) goes on. I will try to make one more entrance, just to re-jig the brain cells, and maybe say Hi to Kiki! Last time I went there was 1993!