Circa early 1950s. Can't figure this one out. Is she a Peeping Jane? Or is she admiring her reflection in the window she just washed? Or what?
Circa early 1950s. Can't figure this one out. Is she a Peeping Jane? Or is she admiring her reflection in the window she just washed? Or what?
Maybe she's thinking about being a singer. ;-)
Ha-ha! Maybe. :-)
You can take me, but you cannot take my bunghole.... For I have no bunghole....
Thanks for sharing
My pleasure!