Childhood Gal Pals

I'm seriously considering being Matilda for Halloween (I have the perfect headband for it and everything) and so I've spent a lot of time thinking about how much I loved reading Roald Dahl growing-up.

But she wasn't the only literary gal pal I had in my childhood. When four of the Ramona Quimby books were given to me by an uncle for Christmas one year, I decided Ramona was my long-lost sister. Then, of course, there was Harriet The Spy. Not only did I love this book, the movie was the first I ever saw at a drive-in theater (paired with the Jonathon Taylor Thomas version of Pinocchio, amazing). Harriet inspired me to love tomatoes and put it in my mind that I need to own a typewriter.



I was fortunate enough to come across older, and awesome, copies of these books over the summer. I love the colors used and the fun illustrations. Both are perfect for the girls reading them; girls with a stubborn independence, who's favorite colors aren't pink and purple, and who can be a bit feisty.

I'm still on the search for a great copy of Matilda, but for now, I display Ramona and Harriet proudly on my dresser.

For more pictures of these adorable covers, click through the jump.