There I was, all of 19 years old and skinny, getting ready to head out onto the streets of New Orleans for Mardi Gras. This was taken in the dorm hallway at Loyola University, where a friend I had at the time, Angie Radford, was attending college. She and I had met the previous summer as exchange students in the USSR. I was a good girl that day - I might have kissed more men than I can remember, but my breasts remained IN my costume!
Hey, if anyone know where Angie is these days, let her know I say hello and would love to hear from her.