When we were kids, my sister and I both had pretty blue dresses.
My grandmother had them made for us one Christmas; mine was a sweet little A-line dress with tucks at the waist and big bows on the side.
I donâ€™t remember my sisterâ€™s style, but I remember we wore them to church on Christmas morning with my grandmother.
I think that was our last Christmas together.
Blue dresses remind me of my grandmother.
I wore a lot of pink, as most little girls do, when I was a child.
My sister on the other hand wore yellows.
My mom switched her to yellow when I was born, I guess so that I could wear pinks.
I still canâ€™t understand the logic behind that.
When I got bigger and mine didnâ€™t fit anymore, I wore my sisterâ€™s blue dress (along with her yellow dresses).
Thereâ€™s a special place in my heart for blue dresses, and if I could, Iâ€™d wear them only, all the time.
Blue Dress: ModCloth
Tights: The Bay
Necklace: Vintage (my grandmotherâ€™s)