
I want this dress so badly that my knees hurt. I would feel like a spanish flamenca chicka and I would swirl all day.
I want my hair to grow and be wild and untamed.
But mostly, I want to wish my Lucy the happiest of birthdays. You are my dancing, red headed lovely and I miss you more and more everyday. Keep an eye on your letter box sweetest pea. I wish that I could have been with you on your birthday, just to have tea with a real English rose.
I love you so, from bottom to bottom and overflowing. I need to hear your voice again very very soon.