...ahh, I remember Nanny's dressing table. It held several of these plastic colored dishes with lids. Some were solid, some were clear and colored. Each, at one time or another, held different flavored perfumed powders and huge powder puffs...She would hold up each dish and tell me about the "beau" who had given her the powder...and every Valentine's day my grandfather would add to her collection with a new dish of perfumed powder...When the powder was gone, Nanny reused each dish-filling them to the brim with all her baubles and bits...
...and I remember laughing in clouds of luscious floral fragrance and the feel of pearls at my neck...paradise...
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