Before twitter there were fan letters: Dear Mr. Redford

November 12, 1973
Dear Bob Mr. Redford,I just had to write to tell you how hot and sexy talented, I think you are. 
Laura and I bickered over who was more desirable — Robert Redford or Clint Eastwood — with as much fervor as we girls once debated who our favorite Beatle was, Paul or John, George or Ringo. Laura's mother, tiny Corky, curled up in her easy chair with a ciggie and a cup of tea, pronounced both actors 'tall drinks of water'.

This was so long before water became such a desirable commodity that we actually had to buy it by the bottle, back in the seventies when water was still free even in the once desert lands of Los Angeles, that I never quite understood the praise. But yes, Redford could put his shoes under my bed any time, as our mothers might have said, mostly about men whose paths they would likely never cross.

I had it so bad for Robert Redford after seeing The Way We Were; wishing I were Barbara Streisand with her impossibly long elegant hands and nails, bru…

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Dreaming of France: Tour de France hits the Louvre?

Those don't look like official cycling shorts to me.
Just a group of girls following their tour leader.
Ah, oui! Time for a photo!
If only they had French berets.

I can't decide which of these photos to put on my Instagram. 
Any suggestions?
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  1. I can't imagine riding a bike in such a short dress, but maybe I'll learn when I move to France. I love everything about these images. It definitely makes me want to be there, but I'm still not going to ride a bike in Paris -- that looks like suicide.
    Thanks for playing along with Dreaming of France. Here’s my Dreaming of France meme

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