It's interesting to me that we chose dresses of the same color but very different styles. That year prairie style clothes were big. Big sleeves, long full skirts with big ruffles, western style shirts (and lots of polyester).
I was showing my niece that she really does look like her Aunt Sandy (whom she has never met). I always thought my sister was "the pretty one". My father did too, evidently, since I remember him saying that at least I had a good brain......It's hard to grow up with a positive self image when the people whose opinions you value most don't support it. I told Maggie (my niece) that she was lucky because her Aunt Sandy was beautiful and so is she.