I love this picture. For some reason, it reminds me of my older sister. Maybe because, as a kid, all I ever wanted was to have been born in '76 as opposed to '78. She was TWO whole years older than me and those TWO whole years provided her with a cool factor that I desperately wanted. She had her ears pierced before me, drove a Cabriolet convertible before me, shopped at 5-7-9 before me, and went on car dates with BOYS before me.
Today, those two whole years provide less of a cool factor but quite a bit of wisdom and grace. And, while I now associate two years with acquiring more fine lines and gray hairs, I would still trade places with her in a heartbeat.