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My Six-Year-Old Dressed Me: Outfit 2

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(Necklace: Target  Blouse: Hut 8  Skirt: GAP  Shoes: thrifted)

This is the second outfit my oldest son made up for me. When he first picked out the red shoes, I gulped because I never would have thought to put red and coral together. But I think he totally pulled it together with the necklace. I love how he sees things so differently from me. I will definitely wear this outfit in the future. 🙂

My Six-Year-Old Dressed Me: Outfit 1

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This is my oldest. He is 6.

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I gave him free reign into my closet and let him make up some outfits for me. This means I wasn’t even in the room while he was doing it, so I had no influence as to color matching, etc. The first outfit he came up with blew me away. He paired a dress and skirt together (Has he been taking notes?!) and chose every sparkly item I owned. I’ve actually had this skirt for a couple of years and couldn’t figure out how to wear it and I think he hit the ball out of the park on this particular outfit. And he kept saying how pretty I looked. How could I not love that?!

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(Necklace: Sears Outlet  Blue Dress, Skirt & Heels: thrifted)

Imagining

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(Camo Blouse: garage sale  Shirt & Pants: clothing exchange  Necklace: instagram shop  Purse & Shoes: thrifted)

I miss being younger and the funnest thing to do was imagining. Why do we have to grow up and lose that part of childhood? I remember being so happy to play “office” or “school” and would have so much fun making stuff up. We used to play “orphans” and would pretend that we had to find somewhere to live with our “older siblings” (aka my cousins) a la the Boxcar Children (did you ever read those books?). I remember people telling me to enjoy being young, but when you are that age, you don’t understand how things will NEVER be the same once you get older. Growing up and reality steal your ability to imagine and believe. It makes me super sad. I feel like I sound a lot like Peter Panning in the movie Hook right now. I want to go to Neverland and have a “pretend” food fight. That would be amazing.