I finally figured out where Daisy gets her since of style. My Granddad would have loved the way this girl dresses. I remember him always looking sharp and always wearing plaid. He usually wore plaid pants and a plaid shirt. Maybe I was just partial, but he was just the cutest man you would see. I wonder if in 60 years Daisy's grandchildren will find this style cute.
Close-up of the socks...just so you don't overlook them.
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Granddad was color blind honey. Seriously. He couldn't tell blues and greens apart. His favorite color was still green though- so I guess he saw blues as greens too. Until Mims died, his clothes were selected by either the service or herself. It was after her death that I started to notice his issue with color. Still he was the most wonderful man ever!
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