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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