Perusing for vintage oil portraits at 3am in the morning {or dark of night}, I found this. Isn't she lovely? I have a soft spot for a blue frock since it always brings back memories of my carefree younger self dashing here and there, restlessly fidgeting in class, scampering up trees during our midday break and walking home from school under the hot sun carrying books that weighed too much. Yes, I always think of my old school uniform when i see a girl in blue. Memories indeed.
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