My mom sent this skirt and bow to Norah a few weeks ago. She'd picked it up at a handmade craft festival where she lives down south. Norah loves it (and so do I). She wears it as soon as it is clean again, so it's always either on her body or in the wash. We took these pics before we'd washed it even once, so the skirt hadn't frayed along the open seams, but now that we've washed it several times, the skirt is kind of fuzzy along the lines where it changes from one fabric to another... very cool. If I had any time to sew, I'd make another skirt just like it out of different fabric scraps... maybe some day. Thanks, Mom.


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