Today
I have seen her only briefly, soaped and laughing; she was working all day
upstairs and came down only to take a bath and have dinner. She tried a new
dress on that Mother had made for her—except the buttonholes, which she
usually buys at the Singer Sewing
Machine Co., out of grass-green striped material with a bustle below the waist.
She looked so sweet in it I wanted to be a baby kangaroo resting easy in the
ventral pouch of her bustle while she grazed through the house.
--From her husband Egon's journal, November 23, 1947
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