This is how it would look if That Girl attended Woodstock. Only difference is Ann Marie would have bungled the temp secretary job she got with the show's producer by tripping over Donald Hollinger's briefcase and dumping hot coffee at the feet of Joe Cocker. Hilarity ensues. In standard 60s sitcom form, that would bring down the music stage in a crashing whirlwind of slapstick catastrophe. "Who spilled that hot coffee at the bottom of stairs?"Minions would then point towards Ann Marie. It was "THAT GIRL!" ♫♫♫ Waa Waa Waaaaaa.... ♫♫♫
Knit with yarn the color of dried mustard, embellish it with vaguely Southwestern designs, and produce something that has the look and feel of a throw that sits on the backrest of Aunt Gertrude's couch. Yes, I have an Aunt Gertrude. She's in her 90s and has lived in Florida since 1947. And yes, her couch has a blanket on the back that looks like this. Seriously. Probably made it herself, in 1952, while on a missions trip to "minister among the Spanish in Boca Raton."
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