All the best people have them.
They're the 'In Thing'.
Of course we have a good supply of hand-down wellies from the boys, in fine working order. But a girl just gotta have gurrl wellies, don't she?
And here's the complete party outfit (yeah, when it comes to clothes dd's as coordinated as her mother, poor girl):
And the 'dog' cake. Part daschthund, part chihuaha (part dodgy spelling?)...
And I got to eat most of a huge pack of twiglets. Isn't that what parties are all about?