Debi at Emma Tree challenged her blogger friends to come up with their interpretation of ‘Just sit there and look pretty’…
So....here are my first thoughts: Little girls, hair ribbons, clean frilly dresses, white anklets and black patent leather shoes.
But, wait. I never wanted to be demure. Demure doesn’t look like fun. I wanted to climb trees, pick up caterpillars, play in the mud. Make people laugh.
“Pretty is as pretty does,” I remember my grandmother saying, reminding me that behaviour speaks louder than appearance.
In remembrance of Nana (who, as a young mum, climbed an apple tree to rescue a bear cub), I’d rather have fun.
Second thoughts: Let's just sit there and look pretty…pretty damn satisfied.