I remember when I was in High School, she moved back in for a summer before she met her husband and all three of us girls lived in the "garage room". Three beds took up the whole room and it should have been a nightmare, but I was honored to share such close quarters with her. I LOVED watching her do yoga in the backyard (and trying to mimic her) and get ready for work in her slinky skirts and heels each morning. She had SUPER short platinum hair back then, and of course...I loved her hair. I think it's just innate... thinking your big sister is the coolest, loving everything she does, and wears, and says. I don't think I'm quite as crazy as I sound.?? And my respect for her makes me that much more excited for Sophia to be that big sister some day.
Big sisters are the best.