A couple months ago, I met the gorgeous Miss Grace. She was a delight (and so were mom and grandmother). She flitted through the shop admiring all of our trinkets, and then she saw something she had to have. One of our fabulous vintage-inspired children's aprons. Her grandmother kindly purchased it for her, and I (not so tactfully) asked Miss Grace's mom if she'd mind sending us a couple pictures of Grace and the apron in action.
She did, and I've gotta say, she's the cutest chef ever (and I have a pretty cute chef of my own. Well, two if you count my husband).
Tell, me, is she not perfect??