Day 523

Let’s talk fashion.

I love clothes. I don’t think I follow “fashion” necessarily – and anyone who knows me well can attest to that! – but I do like being able to express myself through what I wear. Colour, accessories, graphic t-shirts, really ugly patterns.

I am a bit weird though when it comes to dressing Wee Daftie. I’m not massively girly myself so I don’t instinctively reach out for pink and frills. I definitely embrace being feminine but think it’s more important to look like your personality and not just your gender.

One thing that has really bothered me for years, even before I found out it was pregnant, was the huge difference in boy’s clothes and girl’s clothes. So many of retailers have similar notions of what is appropriate for kids’ clothing. The aspirational quotes you read are so different some times it makes me sad. Boys are invited to be “Future Scientists” and girls are offered “Daddy’s Little Princess”.

I personally loved pink as a little girl. My 8 year old self chose pink walls, bedding and curtains for my bedroom adorned with Polly Pocket, Barbie and My Little Pony. I did also have a huge collection of toy cars, a massive love of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Raphael is still my fav) and I loved climbing and playing sports.

My point is, it doesn’t have to be one or the other. Batman costume with fairy wings? Awesome. Frilly pale yellow dress with sports socks and runners? Excellent!

The older she is getting, the more choices she is starting to make. From silly things like which shoes to wear (she has two choices. Wellies or shoes) or continually wanting to wear hats indoors or deciding which “jacky!” before we head out, it’s clear this little idiot is working out what she likes.