Both of my girls have always had a flair for fashion. I have always tried to let them express themselves (within reason) by choosing what they want to wear. Parker was my princess. She loved the frills and bows and fluff that goes with being a girl and was content for quite a while with what I picked out for her to wear. Peyton? Not so much.
Last week was picture day at school. After reminding her, I sent her off to her room to decide what to wear. She returned with a skirt, a pair of shorts and some shoes. "Aren't you missing something? Where's your shirt?"
"This is my shirt." She said, holding up the skirt. "Im going to wear this as my shirt with a little sweater over it to cover my shoulders."
WHAT? She wanted to wear a skirt as a strapless top. Creative, I must admit, but appropriate? No. And definately not something that was "safe" for school. I mean, how long would it take before it got caught on something and pulled down??? I brought up all of these reasons not to wear it, but she was not easily disuaded. A twenty minute argument insued on the perils and fauxpas of wearing a skirt as a shirt and finally ended with me using the old reliable parental excuse "BECAUSE I SAID SO!"
Her latest attempt at fashion was to try and wear a slip...thats right, a SLIP.....white, lacey and donned with a little pink bow, as a tunic over a pair of jeans. "Are you serious?" Surely she knew this wasn't something you wore outside the house by itself. "Yeah, why not??"
Oh Peyton.
This time the argument didn't last as long when I convinced her that it was basically equivlant to wearing your underware outside your pants and how embarassing that would be. "Really?" She looked horrified and skipped off to find something else.
Of course, this is a child who once tried to a pair of boots with everything through four seasons. I finally had to hide the boots up high in a closet so she would quit showing up with them on as we were trying to leave the house. It was exhausting.
Just the other morning I went to wake her up from school and as she rolled over and uncovered she had on a pair of purple, fingerless gloves. Yep. She slept in them.
Fashion isn't dead. It's just sleeping with Peyton.
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