Those Are The Pearls That Were His Eyes
March 25, 2009
It’s been 14 (FOURTEEN!) years since I made my First Communion. My outfit was spectacular. My mum made a dress covered with pearls, with a matching purse- obv. My headdress involved flowers, ribbons and wire. That’s all background information though. The best bit’s yet to come.
My communion socks were sent over from my cousin in Madrid. They were silk. They were white. They also had pearls. (Pearls seem to have been a common theme). They had ribbons. (Ribbons: Also a common theme). They cascaded in little ruffles down my ankles. They were the most beautiful things I have ever owned.
Communion over, my dress was passed onto the next cousin in line, and my white patent Mary-Janes were blackened for school shoes. The socks disappeared into the aether. Something that magical can’t stay around for more than one day.
I kind of want another pair though. The Catholic Children’s Company does a fine range…
These ones aren’t strictly First Communion socks, but still…