It's a sunny, cold winter day in small-town USA. A young married couple is walking to church attired in classic Sunday Best. It is 2009.
The Mrs. is a petite lady who has never much liked wearing pants, especially jeans, and would be comfortable wearing dresses daily. Like this one maybe, and this one in the summer. (Psst, she might buy them from here.)
The Mr. is a handsome fellow with a happy face who passed up buying a pale yellow cardigan at D.I. today even though it was only $3. He enjoys wearing his grandfather's cap.
the Mr: Sometimes I wish I was born in the '30s so I could be this age in the '50s.
the Mrs (wholeheartedly): Me too.
the Mr: Or even in the '20s so I could be this age in the '40s.
the Mrs: Except then you'd have to go to war. Let's stick with the '50s. We should have been there together. (I could have even worn the same wedding dress.) (she somehow says parenthetically.)