This past weekend, I picked up four Hanna Andersson fall dresses for Priscilla at ...yes, you guessed it, a garage sale. The neighbor I bought them from said her own daughter wore them once and then firmly refused to put them (or any dresses for that matter)back on again. They are sturdy and festive and refreshingly age appropriate. Ours will be a wonderful home for such sweet depictions of femininity because absolutely no tomboys live here - only two little girly-girls and their girly-girl mother, all of whom love sugar and spice and everything nice - all of whom agree that sparkly barrettes, patterned tights, and golden crowns with plastic jewels will never ever go out of style.
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