Only one of my children had christenings for their children.
No hats. Simple dress. No jeans or leggings. Apart from that anything goes I'd have thought.
I didn't give any thought to what anyone was wearing on the day,
have you ever been mistaken for a race/ethnicity/ancestry that you are not?
What do you find yourself avoiding more as you get older?
Desperately sad story of the assisted suicide of a grieving mother


