This morning Elizabeth was looking for a birthday present. Her friend is the tallest and slimmest young girl in church. Choosing between a photo frame, a ceramic angel and a small bottle of cologne, I would say the last item would be the winner.
I have been enjoying watching the leggy beauty parading her many beautiful outfits lately. Although she is barely fifteen, she displays great flair in dressing. Even if it is her mum or elder sister choosing her outfits, she at least has the sense to obey the one with great taste.
Thinking along the line of clothes, I recall Elizabeth's prom dress. It was black, short sleeve with beads, a clean neck line and wide skirt ending mid calf. It was very simple. The fabric was somewhat shiny and the cut was elegant. Otherwise it would be down right plain. It is a good thing we did not have to pay for it. Quite a few years ago I received it as a recycled item from a friend whose classmate married into a tin mining tycoon's family. In such notable families, a gown is seldom worn twice to any crowd or function.
One Christmas Elizabeth has to dress in a maroon dress for a play. My neighbor came to the rescue with a vintage Christmas dress: long narrow sleeve, ruffled collars, and bouncy skirt almost ankle length. Elizabeth looked like a princess in that rich tone velvety dress.
Lately she has been phoning around for an ice blue outfit for a duet. Choosing between two long sleeve blouses, one short sleeve shirt and an old fashion long dress my elementary school class mate gave me, she might just wear that dress with its yesteryear look. It is often said that it is the dress that make the person. Yet isn't it true that a few outfits would show what a person is inside?
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