Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Father daughter dance
I ran across this unpacking, and thought I'd share since everyone liked my description of the father/daughter dance. I made the dress. It just so happens that recently I found the ribbon that edges the sleeve in my bag o' ribbons and thought it looked familiar, and then I saw this! This is me before I learned how to smile with my mouth open (which wasn't until late high school I believe). I look like MRT's sister with those glasses too.
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I hope you take it the right way if I say you're adorably dorky! You look like someone I would have been friends with.
That brought a much needed smile to my generally irritable sourpuss face right now.
I was too shy to really be anyone's friend at that age.
You were adorable. I love the dress.
This is the BEST POST EVER!
You are now the desktop image on my computer.
Churlita, aw, thanks. You mean I'm not adorable now??
MRT - because I mentioned you? You've got to be kidding me if you have me on your desktop. I guess you could indeed call me your long lost sister. That you found through blogging. Ha, that's a great story.
Everything about this picture makes me smile warmly.
Wow, that is about the cutest thing ever.
My dad would never had bothered to go to a father daughter dance with me.
Adorable--just simply adorable!
How proud he must have been.
A very cute dress.. and you are cute too...
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