In leafing through old photos at my parent's house yesterday I've found this one from the '60s that's changed my mind. Here's a terribly photogenic girl baby in the arms of Auntie Chris on her wedding day. Yes, it's me. Even though I say so myself, wasn't I completely edible?
As an out and out tomboy who still has some pride in that good old fashioned tag, it's probably the last time that I was dressed in something quite so girlie. My dresses and skirts today are far less lacy. At the risk of looking like mutton dressed up as lamb I think it needs to stay that way. Totally loving though how my baby self demonstrates how a cropped hairstyle can be so, so feminine!