I have always looked up to my cousin Bex. I remember being a youngster and thinking she was the most beautiful, long haired girl EVER. She is intelligent, uber creative and funny, funny, funny. As a teen she and her friends used to do Brittany Spears concerts in the lounge room - and by teen, I mean 17 or 18- this was not the work of immature 13 year olds. No, these were highly choreographed hip shakin' booty slappin' performances. All tongue in cheek, naturally.
At Bex's 21st there were life sized cut outs of her guiding you around the house, nostalgic projections onto bed sheets hanging in the back yard and tea light candles in brown paper bags to light the way. It was glorious.
A few years down the track and Bex is still the most beautiful, long haired girl ever and she still throws the best parties (along with her partner in crime, my Auntie).
Her son is a pirate, and this is how he rocks it.