A: Today M told me I'm unfashionable. She's told me that three times. I asked her what she'd like me to wear and she said something that matches and not to wear leg warmers on my arms anymore. I told her the package said you could wear them on your arms.
Me: Oh, who cares? You can wear whatever you want.
A: I know. I don't care. It doesn't bother me. Everyone thinks I'm obsessed with Justice. I don't even have anything from there. It's too expensive! $20 for flip flops? Seriously! You can get 'em for $3 at Walmart.
I love this kid! I'm SO glad she doesn't let comments like this get to her. I've always said I don't want her to take after my bad qualities. One is caring too much about what others think. I'm mostly over that now, but as I kid, a conversation like the above probably would've landed me in the bathroom crying. She's always had a wonderful sense of style. She started out young I tell ya, very young.
My Mom, who is convinced she'll be a fashion designer one day, calls it a gypsy style. Her 4th grade teacher said in opening remarks at parent/teacher conference this year, "What an eclectic child! She has an interesting style, but it works!" I love that she enjoys thrift store shopping to see what kind of fun accessory, scarf, purse, or belt she can discover. I love that her favorite store right now is The Mustache. I love that she is learning to sew. Middle school is just around the corner and I know that peer pressure will be harder to shrug off, but I hope she never changes. I'd miss my Eclectic Gypsy!