(Did you really visit the links, because this post will not make sense if you didn't?)
Now, ready to be slightly (or heavily) disappointed? Feast your eyes:
This one's with puff-vest-love.
I tried to pull off "the lean" (harder than it looks).
Sans the vest, but with red-brick-love.
I tried to emulate her landscapes as close as possible.
Before you go off thinking I actually wore all of these accessories to Mass, let me confess that this boring frock is what actually strutted down the Communion Catwalk (is that sacrilegious? or does God have a sense of humor? I'll find out in confession.):
And also before you go off comparing the two of us (Grace & I) and the states of our bellies - recognizing that they look eerily similiar in size and volume (ok, I'm still probably bigger), be sure to note that she was 34-35 weeks pregnant at the time, while I am only 24. And don't try the ol' "It's your third pregnancy, everyone's bigger their third time around." Yeah... that was her third, too...
I think I've embarrassed myself enough for one day, eh? I hope you're happy, Grace.
Tunic: Old Navy
Vest: Meijers 4 years ago (If you can believe it.)
Scarf: Gift from dear friend, Jill.
Necklace: Also gift from dear friend, Jill.
Flats: Old Navy
Thanks, Fine Linen & Purple for hosting!