We're back from Brimfield and North Hampton. I wish I had better photos from the fair, but I learned quickly that photographing is not welcome at many booths when I witnessed two young women from Abercrombie and Fitch get reamed for "stealing style ideas" from an antique clothing dealer. I gotta say, I sided with the dealer. Then he gave me a good deal on a 1930's white shawl-collared tuxedo jacket that I like to think belonged to Amelia Earhart. Pics of that to come.
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Holy shit. That button is rad. I need, I need. I will also take a butterfinger sundae. For breakfast. Because I just got up dawg!
p-- they have butterfinger sundaes at sweet melissa. why i found this funny, i don't know... :-P
Wow, crazy memories of my childhood--such great and crazy little towns!
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