Monday, January 6, 2014
Grandma's Dress
As a child, my Grandma Fay's storage room was my haven when we would go to visit her in Manor. There were boxes and boxes of old toys and dolls. When I got a bit older, I traded in the boxes of dolls for boxes of vintage clothes. It was a dream for me and the beginning of my obsession with fashion. On one of my visits, I found some adorable hand made dresses that were worn by my Mom as a baby. I quickly stashed them away for a day far far away when I would be able to play dress up with my own daughter. The day has come and I can't imagine a more rewarding feeling. It's like life has come full circle.
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