Ahh, Love . . . by Roxy Haynie featuring boat neck sweaters
Look above. Can you see the fun to be had at Polyvore's fashion department? My daughter introduced me to this awesome website a few days ago, and it's a virtual shopping spree. Without the buyers remorse. Or poor credit score!
At last, I can almost, sort-of, maybe--at least in my computer file-- own Pucci, Valentino, and Chanel. Think endless shoes. Handbags galore! Excuse me a moment, I'm wiping a tear from my eye.
Instant gratification, here I come. Ahem. When I have time to spare, of course. Of course.
I loved paper dolls when I was young. Did you? I loved coloring them, cutting them out, and using the tabs to fasten the delicate "clothes" to the cardboard figures. Then the story telling began. I imagined I was that winsome girl in the cocktail dress who was swept off her feet by a dashing, handsome stranger.
We ruled a kingdom, joined a circus, became pirates, traveled back in time . . .
Imagination is a wonderful gift when you're a shy, bookish child.
What did you want to be as a kid? Did you have any adventures? Did you like to create even then?My pal Karyn at Confessions of An Aspiring Novelist is new to Blogger. You should drop by and introduce yourselves. I know you'll be glad you did.