Wednesday, July 14, 2010


In the not too distant past, I felt that it didn't matter what colour BG wore. BB's too-small clothes would be fine for her, I said. By the time she was born, we had been gifted so many little-girl outfits that it wasn't necessary for her to wear any of BB's 0-3 month clothes (which is good, since I never had a chance to wash them up.) Now she's into the 3-6 month clothes, and there still isn't much need to dig into BB's cast-offs. The thing is, I don't want to dig into them. I suddenly like pink.

As a child I never liked playing with Barbie dolls. Perhaps I'm making up for lost time?

I prefer her in dark pinks to light pinks. Purple is a beautiful colour on her too. She's adorable in anything vibrant. I'm not one to buy a lot of clothes for the kids. Their grandmothers keep them outfitted quite nicely. But there have been a couple occasions recently where I simply couldn't resist the colours, knowing how sweet they would look on BG.

Isn't it funny how love blinds you? I've never seen a baby as beautiful as she is... dark hair, olive skin, perfect lips, dark eyelashes.

1 comment:

The Original Princess said...

Girls are fun to decorate. ;)