This is pretty random for a post, but when I was photographing my mom's dolls the other day, I went ahead and photographed other vintage, heirloom things around my house, this being one of them. When I was 5 years old I was a flower girl. I will never forget the experience. I wore a yellow dotted-swiss stand-out dress, and I thought I was the most beautiful princess there ever was. What is sad is that, now, I look older than the beautiful lady who was the bride. I still see her quite often.
I realized yesterday that I am now on post number 95, and I have 46 followers. I think it would be cool to reach 50 followers at the same time I reach 100 posts. I'll have to think of some way to celebrate!
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