The swingin’ 70’s, y’all dig?
I’m half-Mexican, but you’d never guess that fact from My Mexican Hat.
Kids, I think this says everything of how much I was a product of my white, U.S. upper-middle class environment.
There’s clearly good and bad elements to that kind of upbringing. Funny and sad.
Now I talk about my Mexican husband, instead of my Mexican hat.
Ain’t that a kick in the head?
Peeps, sometimes you just can’t make this stuff up.
O.K. I gotta go and check out my inventory at Giselle’s Clothes Shop:)