The luncheonette can feel like a dream state. A delicious one where the cakes are stocked on mirrored shelves and revolving slowly in the case, and the waitresses heft flying saucer trays of meatloaf deluxe and BLTs and milkshakes down endless aisles. And everyone is wearing roller skates and dressed to the vintage 9s, in dresses like this:
|1950s Texas scramble dress|
|Texas scramble dress worn by its buyer, Andrea — in Texas.|
Thanks so much, Andrea, for sending this!