mrr design

Ribbons, ribbons, ribbons... for as long as I can remember I have loved ribbon and making things.  My sisters and I always had big bows in our hair when we were dressed up, not as often when we were in our play clothes.  Look at those faces and those BOWS!

Guess which darling I am?

  

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.  This is my little girl in her fancy outfit with a pretty bow.  Isabel wore a bow in her hair every day until 4th grade or so, when she deemed herself too big for a bow.  She still likes a long hair ribbon every once in a while in her 16 year old ponytail.

This portrait of Isabel was painted by Marianne Rothballer, a dear friend of my Aunt Marion. It is such a treasure and so beautiful.  She captured Isabel perfectly.    The color blue is actually a little stronger in person - but you can imagine.  Thanks Marion and Marianne.  Funny, those two names are just like mine - I was named Marion, after my grandmother and my aunt, but my mother spelled it "the french way" (that's what she always claimed), so it is spelled Marianne, to further confuse things I have always been known as Marnie.  And on top of all that my hubby's mother's name is Marianne!  

These are all Isabel's bows of childhood.  They still hang on the back of her door.