If this dress were Tom Jones, I'd throw my panties at it, I love it so. I'm setting up shop at a local fest in about a week, so I'm a bit pressed for time. Daring tales of the inappropriate, vintage treasures uncovered, reminisces that know no bounds all weave wonderful stories, but alas, another day, my kitties. In the meantime (meaning a few days), I'll pass along the whereabouts of my gypsy den, but pencil in May 4th. Until then....whoooa, whoooa.