You Great Small Beautiful Doll

I’ve changed the lyrics to the famous song to honor two twins I encountered on the avenue in frilly dresses and Mary Janes, ribbons in their curly blonde hair.

There they were, toddling along, their Nanny manning their empty double-stroller like a patient Palm Beach Chauffeur.

I naturally stopped to tell them how pretty they looked.

“How old are they?” I asked Nanny.

“Just turned 3,” she said, “and they love dressin’ up.”

“See, this is how it starts. Next thing you know they’ll be first in line at a sample sale with a wad’a cash in their itty-bitty pocket books.”

She laughed as I took them in from the front, looking like American Girl Dolls that walked and talked. Amelia and Beata stared up at me like the debutants they’d soon become.  Nanny, who was like a columnist for The Post, said, their mother is an attorney and their dad, an investment banker. She lives with them so the girls have become like her own.

Meanwhile, those girls are now pulling up their skirts like strip teasers laughing, showing off their snazzy panties.

“Nanny, maybe you need to curb that because, this is how it starts.”

She laughed again.            

SB

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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9 Responses to You Great Small Beautiful Doll

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    I could picture those baby dolls perfectly. And showing their panties, oh my!
    Reminds me of when my two nieces and one of my sons were young and visiting my mother. She kept hearing big trucks honking their horns as they went by. Turns out the kids were in the front yard taking turns mooning them while the other two gave the honk signal.
    Kids know you’ve got to flash while you’re young.

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    • That’s so funny. Mooning has always eluded me, must be a Connecticut thing, to pull off your seersucker Bermuda shorts in public. I’ll bet there’s a fine for that in Westport.

      They were cute. Innocent, not yet tainted nor affected by anything disturbing or harmful. And that Nanny could be in the dictionary next to the word. So sweet, so kindly, and with a sense of humor that clearly has already been passed down to those two wee Gypsy Rose Lees. 🙂 Have a vice weekend Skinny, and thanks, as always.

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  2. It always amazed me how little girls instinctively like to get dressed up, and you’re right, it’s only the beginning. Let’s hope they continue to wear cute panties during their teen years. Honestly, they sound adorable, and no doubt made your day. Innocence has a way of brightening the world, one pair of fancy panties at a time.

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    • Babies and puppies are better than scotch and Prozac, put together. They were so adorable, and happy. You can’t help but be charmed by their living-in-the-moment innocence.

      Maybe La Perla makes baby undies now, since these were top-of-the-line alright.

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  3. That’s a great way to start the day!

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  4. You captured the essence of innocence and joy. I hope the parents of the little girls know what a treasure they have in their nanny.

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