I stopped in a store today and was immediately called by wispy, billowy, swirly, sparkly, ruffly tutus - size 1 and 2 - hanging in the back. I don't know about you but whenever I see tutu's I'm immediately about 5 years old. We didn't have tutus then, maybe some girls who were in ballet, but whenever I got a new dress the first thing I did was to twirl to see how twirly it was.
One day at the grocery store I saw a little girl about 5 years old. She was wearing braids, jeans, a little tee shirt, scruffy sneakers, a tee shirt jacket - and a tutu. Of course I didn't have my camera!! I fell in love with that little girl who could have cared less what else she had on as long as she had her tutu on. Sigh..........
Diane
