This week my vintage dress got its first outing. I wore the turquoise, rose-print dress to my Grandpa's 83rd birthday and smiled the whole day. My Grandpa loved my dress, and over lunch I saw him turn, misty-eyed, to my mum saying, "She's all grown-up." I don't feel it, but its nice to think I'm on my way. Although I am also glad I'm not as old as my lovely dress just yet.