My dear friend Rebecca brought to my attention that I needed to check out my dear friend cjane's post a few days back. Actually, I don't know cjane personally, but I have driven by her house. And, when I have a spare moment or two, I enjoy reading her excellent writings.
To my delight, there was cjane's dear baby Ever, in a lovely blue puff ball dress. Up to that point, I wasn't sure what to call them. (The dresses, that is.) The description was perfect.
And although OUR puff-ball dresses never traveled, and weren't even shared amongst sisters, there has to be some kind of sisterhood between all those who wear them.
Vintage couture, I believe cjane called it. Grandma Syddall gave them to each granddaughter as they turned a year old. They are carefully preserved and tucked away for the day I have granddaughters.
Then they will travel.
So cute!
ReplyDeleteThey are darling.
ReplyDeleteAre your girls going to kill you when they find out you posted there pictures? My girls die when they look back at some of their pictures!!! I myself was never a fan of the 'puff ball dress' & have never owned one. But they look cute on your girls.
ReplyDeleteTina, I totally commented on your son of a gun post, but for some reason it didn't stick and it was really funny. But, oh well. You are an awesome blogger and you have totally motivated me to start blogging again...someday...like tomorrow....or next week or something.
ReplyDeleteI am a fan!!!
Love the dresses!!! Have a great day...and have some fun...uh son of a gun!!!
And one more thing...how come you can buy every son on that list except the bayou song...it just isn't right!!!
Long live "puff ball" dresses!
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