Since I became sensible, I’ve been thinking female’s classic image could never leave the embroidered Qipao with slanting bosom, frogs and bindings. I was then living in a big family. The male elders were busy with their own things all day. So who usually accompanied me were all Qipao wearers including my mother, aunts as well as the aunt and cousin who were in college. They were then all “classic” Qipao wearers in my heart. Whenever taking me to play in the street, they always clustered round me. The Qipaos of various fabrics like colorful flowers, fluttered back and forth ,which was really a feast for eyes. Especially, the warm soft hand-feel of silks and satin as well as tender smooth luster can still remind me of the era where females were loved dearly, cherished and indulged.