Er, no, I didn't. I took it for granted. When my parents did splurge on a new outfit for me, it was practically a family occasion (I didn't actually get to choose the one I'm thinking about but I believe a couple of sisters were involved in the choice and I wore it for two years until I outgrew it, I loved it so much).
I am from a largish family and grew up next door to what I regard as my own personal Trennels and we didn't get sniffy about that sort of thing. There clearly wasn't enough money to go around to provide everything for everyone, and my sisters certainly didn't gripe when I finally got my riding lessons - any more than I griped when they got stuff they wanted.
The nearest we got to griping about that sort of thing was when one sister managed to persuade my mother to buy her a strapless dress for her first ballgown because the elder ones hadn't been allowed one - and then they all borrowed it for their own purposes! But that was a gripe about different standards, not different treatment.
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Date: 2005-08-30 09:03 pm (UTC)I am from a largish family and grew up next door to what I regard as my own personal Trennels and we didn't get sniffy about that sort of thing. There clearly wasn't enough money to go around to provide everything for everyone, and my sisters certainly didn't gripe when I finally got my riding lessons - any more than I griped when they got stuff they wanted.
The nearest we got to griping about that sort of thing was when one sister managed to persuade my mother to buy her a strapless dress for her first ballgown because the elder ones hadn't been allowed one - and then they all borrowed it for their own purposes! But that was a gripe about different standards, not different treatment.