Growing up in a house of five girls, I couldn't help but glance at a fashion magazine or two.
I was the youngest of six, with four older sisters.
I got four sisters. They're all very fierce.
I do have siblings, but I don't have any brothers.
I had grown up with four sisters.
There is only one good substitute for the endearments of a sister, and that is the endearments of some other fellow's sister.
It is not unknown for fathers with a brace of daughters to reel off their names in order of birth when summoning the youngest, and I had long ago become accustomed to being called 'Ophelia Daphne Flavia, damn it.
I have three sisters. I went to an all-girls academy.
I grew up one of three girls, and none of them were into comic books, so I wasn't exposed to that world.
The theme of sisters - of missing sisters, of needing sisters, the special love that sisters share or the antagonism sisters share - is something that is very close to me.
