You know what I discovered this week? That if a gal is to have a Godfather, then the very best kind of Godfather to have is a gay one. With fabulous taste. And money to spend on his Goddaughter when travelling to Florence with his partner.
Harper’s Godfather (to be…when we finally get around to getting her Christened that is) came for lunch on Saturday and was promptly forgiven for cancelling on us the day before when he presented Harper with this box which he had bought all the way home from a little boutique on the Ponte Vecchio.
When you opened it, it there was tissue and a wee card talking of handmade linens…
And inside? The most beautiful little blue smocked frock, bolero cardigan and headband a little girl could ever want. Ever.
And the best bit was the way they gushed over all the details just as I was – oohing and ahhing over the linen! The quality! The colour! The smocking!
I have gone and opened that box up many times this week, having my very own “Pretty Woman” moments as I unwrap the tissue to see the dress underneath. Honestly, what a treat! Thank you Frase & Alex!