Thanks to loads of home-made carrot ginger soup, dozens of vintage movies, and the well- wishings of family, friends, and virtual strangers, I am happy to report that I am pretty much back "in the pink," as it were. Well, almost...I'm still a bit pale and fatigued. Still, I thought I would share two pretty pink items which arrived in time to brighten my day yesterday: first, a lovely daffodil printed pink 30s dress, which I purchased from Wildfell Hall Vintage, and which I am going to wear to a special Valentine's social at my dance class on Thurs (breaking my "don't dance in vintage rule" just this once, with the aid of dress shields). Next, an amazing little hand mirror from the estate of Lana Turner & Besame lippy sample, a wonderful little valentine's gift from a dear friend. When I was a little girl, my whole world was pink. I was a total girly-girl. I had a pink canopy bed and most of my clothes (99% of which were dresses) were pink. I think my grandmother started this pink obsession, as I was the only grand-daughter and she didn't want anyone mistaking her new grand-baby for a boy, so she made sure I was always draped in pink! Anyway, this frock brings me back to those girlish days. Feminine is fun sometimes!