sometimes i feel like i'm a 1950's boy trapped in a girl's body. all i want to be is a SPACE MAN:
i can then visit comets....
ride rocket ships...
and maybe battle some strange machines.
(i lost the ebay bid for this fabric and it haunts me everyday. really.)
i guess these aren't really spacemen, just airmen. but i ain't knockin' skydiving.
for space snot.
Wonderful prints
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