little miss grown up.

Growing up as an only child was one big pretty pink, delicious, cake filled adventure.
As the apple of my doting parents eye, i was like a walking advertisement for super pretty kiddies clothing.
Seriously.
People use to stop my mother in the road to take pics of me, apparently i looked that outrageously good.
Im talking little gold dresses with hand sewn silk roses on them.
Big straw hats with goldy lock curls
So in honor of back in the day when i was bombarded with ooh's and aah's(Can you tell its been a while?)
here is an amazingamazingamazing photo shoot for a kids clothing company by Tiffany Zettlemoyer photography that is just so very pretty.