Work it, girl.
Hey y’all! I’d like you to meet my sister, Gracie.
Yes, you heard me right. Gracie is my sister. No, she is not adopted. Yes, we have the same mother AND father. Yes, there are 18 years between us. To say that she was a surprise would be a huge understatement.
Want to hear another huge understatement? She may be a little spoiled.
Ahem.
Can’t really blame her, though. She’s the youngest of 5 children and sweet as sugar. Whatever Gracie wants, Gracie gets 99.9% of the time.
This past weekend she was in her first fashion show. Belk hosted the show and allowed the girls to come in last week and pick out their outfit. She and one of her friends spent about an hour trying on hundreds of different outfits.
Maybe I’m exaggerating but it felt like that many.
My Mom and I finally decided on this adorable outfit. She loved the pink jeans from the very beginning but DID NOT want to try on the vest. I begged her to at least try it and she asked me why I didn’t just buy it?
Well, Gracie, if it were my size, I would have. It was that cute.
Once she got it on, she loved it! And the model came out in her, pose and all.
She rocked the runway and maybe I’m a little biased but she was definitely the most stylish one there.
I know the pictures aren’t great and they don’t do her justice but all I had was my phone. My camera was still with my husband, who was on his way home from Africa at this point.
Let me just say that having him home has been incredible. I have slept like a rock the past couple nights! He will be doing a guest post soon with pictures and an update from his trip!