A rainy Thursday afternoon seemed like as good of an excuse as any for RUFFLES.
Hazel agreed. Clearly.
Once she slipped on this dream dress (an unexpected and generous just-because gift from a dear friend), there was no wrestling her out of it.
She walked around the house twirling and high kicking and she kept circling back to the mirror to catch a glimpse of herself…
Then, worn out by her own pageantry, perhaps,
she climbed on the couch and settled into her layers of pink
(where she proceeded to drop…and lose… one of her goldfish crackers in the crinoline)
[The entire ensemble is from Miss Katie’s Charm School. If you are on the hunt for MAJOR tutus (or jewelry boxes or frilly bloomers or sparkle shoes, for that matter) - I have found the virtual mecca for girly goodness!]