When you have a big sister that likes to play dress-up and you're the little hostage at home, you get interesting results. Let me use myself as an example.
Exhibit 1: I have no idea why anyone in the house even had this wig.
Exhibit 2: I'll admit, I liked dressing up as princesses at this age. It was really fun and I still laugh about it with my sis. Still, seeing those throw cushions under my skirt and my mum's giant clips in my hair makes me wonder what the heck we were doing.
Exhibit 3: My sis was sixteen and had just discovered make-up. There are socks under that tube top since yours truly was still a couple of years from puberty.
Exhibit 4: She finally got it right...when I was fifteen.
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