Evelyn Tachinni, the Hod Rod Queen, the rather matronly babe of the 50s. My mother was still in her twenties in the 50s, and she had a number of gal friends who were either in their twenties or thirties. As a very young kid, I had absolutely no interest in her friends, but on looking back, I retain a sense
that these were attractive young women.
And I find myself sometimes wishing that I could go back and encounter them as an adult, with the full knowledge and wisdom that I enjoy now in my early 60s. I think it would be a lot of fun.
Nicked From Hoodoo That Voodoo