Obviously, fashion sense is inherited. This is Ruthie's daughter, and unfortunately, I can't remember her name. It's something along the lines of Chanie, or Chaya. Whichever quintessentially Lubavitch name it is (of course, it will probably turn out not to be a quintessentially Lubavitch name in any way, cuz that's just the way we roll), this girl is adorable. She has a future here on Hip in the Heights. She has a place in my heart. I mean, polka dots? Polkadotted bow? Handkerchief hem? Perfect pose? This girl is going to be the poster child of Hip in the Heights. (Is it pretentious to keep referring to this blog in third person?).
Cute little brown ballet flats. Lovely!