In 1972, aged 11, I had a wonderful nylon leopard print catsuit. I thought I was the bees knees in this, and wore it endlessly, lounging on my bean bag cushions in my bedroom.
In 1972, aged 11, I had a wonderful nylon leopard print catsuit. I thought I was the bees knees in this, and wore it endlessly, lounging on my bean bag cushions in my bedroom.
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Do You Remember Catsuits?
Do You Remember Catsuits?