It started with a dressing up box I was given as a child by my Great Auntie Ivy, stashed full of chiffon nightgowns.
One was a violet piece with billowing sleeves, trimmed in satin ribbon that tied at the neck and cuffs. Another had a rainbow tie-dyed circle skirt with gold lurex stripes running from waist to the hem. Ruffles and frills spilled from my tattered cardboard box. They couldn’t have made me happier.
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