A couple of weeks ago, I came across a very cool post on cupcakesandcashmere.com where super blogger Emily Shuman was pausing on some childhood outfits, sharing how she would still happily wear them today. It was a great read and it planted the first seed of some kind of childhood post in my mind. But because I like spontaneity in writing and couldn’t see how it would translate in this blog, I simply shelved in that special part of my mind (my i-phone?) where I like to store ideas and keep shaking them until they collide magically into one topic I am keen to write about.
The collision came, one day, when my mum was going through my early childhood picture to show (and prove) to Hubby and the Little Man how match of a mini-me he is (and YES he IS 
). Amused (and bizarrely proud of the cunning resemblance), I kept dreamingly browsing through the photos…to then suddenly realise how little I have changed since I was a 2 year old little girl.
