|Becca: the female furthest right.|
What's unfortunate about this scene isn't the fact that my outfit is absolutely hideous (although I'm pretty sure I thought it looked rather nice at the time), but rather that fact that I was once the tallest of all my cousins and siblings.
And now... I am the smallest.
(Well, aside from my 3 and 4 year old sisters not present in this picture, I mean... that would just be strange...)
I'm not quite sure how, or when, it happened. But I am well aware of it now.
Even my sister*, who is three years younger than me, is half an inch taller!
*the beauty in the front row in the lovely lilac trousers
I don't necessarily mind being 5 foot 4 (I personally think that's rather tall), however, it does feel a little bit like they're all leaving me behind with all this 'growing' business! And now I have reached the ripe old age of 20, I don't think I can ever catch up...
All I can say is,
thank God for heels
because although all the best things do come in small packages, sometimes it is nice to go out feeling like a supermodel...