Being voted "best dressed" is a difficult achievement. I imagine it requires a certain capacity for creativity, a spark of fashion daring, and a collective understanding of the fashion world. And in this particular scenario, Cassandra's winning formula probably had something to do with her willingness to dress up. Literally. She told me she could provide over a dozen dresses for my dress collage idea. You're more likely to see Cassie in a dress than you would see Dwight from The Office in a "boy scout brown" buttoned down.
For whatever reasons the combination of freckles and red hair is enough to make us all think in extreme stereotypes. At least I do. I envision a hybrid of carrot top and this kid tommy from the 3rd grade, a homely looking toddler resembling Chucky from Rugrats, who devoured cheese-its every day at snack time. Cassandra is more like a modernized Wilma Flinstone. Her rosy hair is such a perfect shade of red I'm sure it'd make any hair stylist swoon. I was fascinated by those brown dotted sprinkles painted so delicately on her baby-soft cheeks.
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