Oh Lucy. Her sense of fashion may be the death of me. She gets herself dressed in two different plaids, or wears a headband with the tag still attached and refuses to let me take the tag off like a modern day Minnie Pearl. Or she comes downstairs dressed in an outfit like this one today.
And then she says, I look beautiful. Right momma?
And I say, You certainly do Lucy. You look beautiful no matter what you are wearing.