Have you ever noticed that your child has a gift for piecing together outfits with the most mismatched articles of clothing they own? Back in the day I would only buy clothes for Addie in browns and pinks, that way everything went with everything else and she never ended up looking too ridiculous when she dressed herself. Then grandma brought her a neon purple sparkly shirt.
Oh how she loved that shirt.
Oh how she wore that shirt with light pink tights, red shoes and a brown skirt.
Finally there came a point where I gave up and took a whole new approach to buying Addie’s clothes.
I gave up trying to buy things in one color palette and instead went for the most ridiculous articles of clothing possible. You know the ones, the ones you never buy because they’d only go with one thing? Turns out when you buy all those things they go together in their own ridiculous little way.
Her closet is full of tutus. Every color of the rainbow. Ruffly ones, flowery ones, puffy ones and shimmery ones. She has one drawer that is full of leggings and tights in every color and pattern imaginable and another drawer is full of the silliest most colorful shirts I can find. She has shoes that are silver and light up, patent leather purple ones and of course her trademark ruby slippers. She tops all of her outfits off with hair bows, necklaces and bracelets of every kind.
We took her to the circus once and realized that short of the face paint? She was dressed exactly like one of the clowns.
She’s going to be Fancy Nancy for Halloween and the only thing I had to buy was some purple hair spray.
I’ve learned to love the little fashion statements she makes. Some days it’s head to toe purple, other days it’s all animal prints. I also love how easy she is to pick out of a crowd. I have no problem letting her express her creativity through clothing as long as modesty is always kept in mind when she dresses herself.
As she continues to grow bigger (SOB) I have started to work in some more neutral pieces with flair. A grey sweater with flowers and rhinestones. Dark purple corduroys. Tall brown boots. Having her run around in chiffon and glitter reminds me that this giant kid of mine is still a little girl. Who knows maybe someday I’ll have her style me.
What is your kids sense of style?