Back when my sister was just a little girl and I was the cool, big sister, she wanted to be just like me. She wanted me to fix her hair and pick out her clothes. She wanted to be around my friends and do the things I liked to do.
Above is a picture of my cousins and my sister, who I'm leaning against, and me - same girls as in this picture. You can see how much older I am than all of them! Look how stylish I was in 1992 - I would have been 12.
The funny thing is, she is now the super trendy one, while I am still in frumpy recovery. I have let her try to train me in what to look for (almost like my own personal "What Not to Wear" guide), and I actually have enjoyed shopping with her a couple of times!
For Christmas, she gave me the most "trendy" thing I've had in a LONG time. Perhaps this is not a big deal to some, but it meant a lot to me because we had joked for a while that I needed a big girl purse. As odd as it might sound, I have never really been one to carry a purse. And then when I started having children, the diaper bag became my mode of carrying anything like a wallet, keys, cell phone, whatever!
So when I opened this...
...I actually had tears. Call me crazy - or emotional - but it was just such a nice gift, and I felt like it was the beginning of breaking out of the rut I had been in. Funny how something as simple as a purse could do that!
So even though I was the one who she looked up to at one time, I know that she is now my go-to-girl for all things cute and trendy.
And maybe she looks up to me for other things these days :)
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