Grandmary’s Legacy

My grandmother was a very unique woman.  She had style, she had pizzazz. She was my Grandmary.  Because I was bored, and because I have been thinking about her I took a trip through the small number of dresses I picked out of her closet after she died.  Some do not yet fit me again, but some do.  Here are some of the ones that do.

I realize they are all at funky angles.  The mirror, my camera, and I were having it out.