Flashing back to April, 1976. This photo was taken with an old Polaroid camera. I was about 4 years old here. It was the evening my mom and step-dad got married. I was sitting in an Adrian Pearsall chair covered in black faux fur. I loved that chair. This was at my mom’s best friend’s house in Miami, where we were temporarily staying at the time. Between the two families, there were about 8 kids. I was the youngest, and the others were all teenagers. This house was so cool, with such a great vibe. First of all they had a pool, and we were always in it. She had a sign on the wall over it, “I don’t swim in your toilet, so don’t pee in my pool”. I split my chin open in that pool, trying to do some fancy trick where I jumped backward off the coping. Bad idea. I still have a scar from it. They slapped a butterfly bandage on it and I was good to go. Anyway, they had a cool parrot named Cookie, and he talked. He called out names and was very friendly. This is probably where my love of birds began. The lady of the house also smoked a “peace pipe” and had hippie beads leading to her bedroom. She had small breasts, which she called teddy bears, and had a pet mouse that lived in a little crevice in the floor, and she talked to it. She also had a small door that went from the living room into the kitchen and I used to pretend that it was a secret passageway. She made the best ramen noodles, and she was always so nice to me. Her color was baby blue. She drove a light blue Buick Riviera and I used to climb in the back window while she drove (remember, this is the 70s). She had baby blue carpet, with blue sheer curtains and a piano that I pretended to play in the living room. Nobody ever sat in there, because the coolest room was the back room where the tv was. There was a dungeon-like vibe in there, with dark furniture and a fireplace. I remember the guys all sitting back there laughing at the 3 Stooges. That’s where this chair was. I also remember that dress. I wasn’t into dresses when I was little, and I couldn’t wait to get it off. It was a really itchy pale pink lace material, and I kept asking my mom if I could take it off. I finally won, because there are other photos of me in regular clothes. Haha!