Remember when you were a little girl and buying an Easter Dress was exciting! You could make it poofy and springy and girly.
Then, you hit age 13, and it's like awkward Church attire moving forward. You no longer want a basket full of candy, I wanted a Natalie Imbruglia CD and scented body glitter and poofy dresses=seriously dorky.
I wish I could still wear something like this, with little white gloves and a big white hat.
But I'm thinking of hitting up Nanette Lepore before I head home to CT for the weekend to find a pastel modern concoction!
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