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My 9-year-old Dressed Me For a Week



It’s been months since my writing voice has been heard.  My writing inspiration fell right out the window (as well as my clean house) when I went back to work full time in October. But, inspiration or not, Little Miss dressing me for a week must happen EVERY YEAR and I must write about it.

Now Little Miss turned 9 in February and has talked about dressing me on and off since then but wouldn’t commit. I was willing to wear whatever she came up with whenever the time may be. I don’t get judged at work as my clientele is a room of 5-year-olds who, by the way,  thought the vintage 1989 poufy sleeve magenta extravaganza I wore on 80’s day made me look like a princess. So the months passed and she’d mention “the week” and I’d say OK but it wouldn’t happen. Until it did. Here we go.


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Sunday #1

Sunday can be a 2 outfit day as we often go to church. This Sunday started out with a burgundy animal print dress topped with a cropped white sweater. Accessories included white dangly stone earrings (my hair is tucked behind my ears so you can see them), a sterling heart necklace and grey platform sandals. I was not dressed with my watch but asked if I could wear it as I kept looking at my empty wrist for the time. I taught the littles in Sunday school this morning and the dress was casual enough that I could get on the floor to sing songs and read books if I tucked my legs to the side.

Sunday 2

After church I changed into my casual outfit of a white tank covered with a pink and red tunic-y top. On the bottom I’m wearing capri denim and my feet are in Little Miss’ favorite pair of shiney silver flats with patent leather toes. I’ll be hanging around the house this afternoon and meeting friends for a casual dinner.

Both outfits were fine, and while the shoe choices are not quite to my liking, I can deal.


 Monday 1 Little Miss is on a swim team so there is no sleeping in for her this July. We have to be at the pool by 7:30 am. Some of this is my fault. As part of the swim team, parents need to volunteer so many hours at the pool. As a girl with a retailing and marketing degree (pre-teaching) I earn my hours by running the snack shack in the mornings during practice. This is the outfit that I wore to the pool. So far pink is the color of the week. I’m in a pink t-shirt that has flowers on the bottom, paired with black cargo capris and white sandals with orange and turquoise stones. I have small circle medallion earrings and am holding my brown shoulder bag as that’s the purse Little Miss picked out.Monday shoes

 This is the shirt she picked out for me to change into after working in the snack shack. I had a little mishap with chocolate syrup. I was seen in this outfit at a pizza place Little Miss and I went to for lunch and at the grocery store.

I’m going to call this pink Monday as both tops were in that family.


Tuesday 1Monday shoes (2)Tuesday 2Little Miss picked out my outfit for today on Monday evening. She layed the outfit down on the floor like a Flat Stanley and put many combination of shoes next to it until she got just the right ones. She then went through my earrings holding each pair up to the outfit assessing whether the pair was appropriate or not. It was very meticulous.

To the pool this morning (without a snack shack shift) I wore a knee length black flowy skirt paired with a pinkish t-shirt covered in seqins. I glittered and glided onto the pool deck. The shoes were pink flats with a snake toe accent and my earrings were large silver hoops. I wore a necklace of a small silver circle that “matched” the hoops. I felt overly glamerous next to all the other parents in shorts and t-shirts.

In the afternoon we had a sudden change in plans (as is no plans to actually having plans) to meet up with some friends to hike at a local park. Little Miss deemed the sequened concoction too fancy for a little hike so I got to change into a purple t-shirt  and some khaki shorts. She had me wear my “very bright” sneakers to give me some added color.




Wedwed2On Tuesday evening Little Miss picked out my outfit. It may look familiar – she also picked it out for me to wear when she was six. After picking it out she had a big discussion with Buddy about how my entire outfit was only black and silver. Buddy  asked lots of questions about exactly which parts were black (dress, leggings and shoes) and which were silver (earrings, bracelet and necklace) and Little Miss explained the entire thing to him. Little Miss picked out a pair of kitten heel black shoes. I normally don’t wear heels just for errands and stuff but it looked fine.

Little Miss has been my photographer this week. For Wednesday’s photo shoot she wanted me to stand in front of the window. I think it’s hard to see my outfit but she liked how the light shone behind me.









ThursOur day consisted of our morning at the pool for swim practice followed by a trip into Washington, DC to visit the National Building Museum. The kids LOVE riding the metro so that’s how we made our way into the city. Our ride took us right past where My Man works so we hopped off the train,  met him for lunch, and hopped back on to head to the museum. Usually when I’m meeting my man for lunch I like to dress nice. Everyone around is in suits and their working clothes. I like to blend. But, Little Miss was looking out for my comfort.

LM – Mom, we’ll be doing a lot of walking today so you are going to wear your grey sneakers.

Me – OK

LM – And you need to be comfortable.

Me – OK

So comfortable I was. Today marks the beginning of the 3 day denim capri run. Today’s denim is a pair of cargo capris. This was paired with a purple t-shirt with birds on it. On my feet are my trusty grey Converse sneakers.

And, I’m very glad I was comfortable. The reason we were headed to the National Building Museum was for a temporary exhibit called The Big Maze. This life size maze will be at the museum until September 1, 2014. It was very fun to navigate –  we ran around like to get back in line to go through the maze just like we were running to ride a big roller coaster at an amusement park again and again. We ended up going through 8 times! I had never been to this museum before. If you like architecture, the museum itself is gorgeous. There is also an exhibit on natural disasters and how architects are designing buildings to withstand earthquakes and high winds. If you are in DC, the museum is worth a visit.




FridayOn Friday we had a lazy summer day. Little Miss dressed me in a blue and white striped top, denim capris with a big cuff, and black flats. I wore this outfit to swim practice and back home again. Sometime in the afternoon we headed to the pool to swim and lounge around in the sun. I didn’t ask Little Miss to pick me out a bathing suit for our trip to the pool. It’s not that I didn’t think she’d pick out a cute one… and for a 40-something year old woman I’m pretty OK with my body in a bathing suit… I just don’t know if I can handle putting a picture of myself in a bathing suit on the internet! Maybe next year…

LM – Mom, lift your foot up I can’t see your shoes.

Me – This feels weird. Does it look weird?

LM – A little, but not bad. It looks like you’re walking.








IMG_1679This morning I had yoga. Little Miss said I could pick out my own outfit. When I got home I mowed the lawn, weeded the garden and washed the dog. Again, Little Miss had no interest in dressing me for those activities. But, for date night, she dressed me. My Man and I are lucky enough to have some good friends nearby who trade baby sitting with us. We get to actually watch their baby (and get our fill of sweet baby times) and they get to see what it’s like hanging out with a couple of big kids.

Our date night was pretty casual. My Man and I were headed to dinner (Okras– Cajun food in Manassas, VA. You can sit outside to eat),  a trip to Lowes (seriously – shopping without kids is a gift), and ending with a trip to an ice cream shop (Peterson’s Ice Cream Depot in Clifton, VA – seriously delicious). For our date Little Miss had me wear a white top covered in tiny black polka dots, dark denim capris, white dangly earrings and black flats. It was a well chosen outfit for our evening.







Today is Sunday. The week is over and it actually felt a little weird to pick out my own outfit.

What I learned:

  • Little Miss is a careful planner. She’d think about my accessories and clothes combinations very deliberately.

    Little Miss - wet from the pool.

    Little Miss – wet from the pool.

  • Little Miss likes the colors pink and purple.
  • Little Miss likes to dress me in denim capris (and I own many variations)
  • Little Miss likes the familiar. Most of the clothes I wore this week I’ve owned and worn for years.

As always I enjoyed spending time doing an activity with my girl. I trust her style and her taste and I’m looking forward to doing this again next year… if she wants to.






My 8-Year-Old Dressed Me For A Week

Little Miss’s birthday has begun to become more than just a special day for her. Each year we plan what fun events to do to celebrate, special treats to make, and what kinds of gifts she might like to receive. And while I’m busy planning a special day for her… she’s busy planning a special week for me. Months before she turned 8 she explained to me that she would be dressing me for a week again, and since her birthday fell on a Saturday, my fun in 8-year-old inspired fashion would begin the very next day. So here we go….


Little Miss Cut My Head Off

Little Miss Cut My Head Off

Today we are doing one more fun thing to help Little Miss celebrate – and this just goes to show what a great dad she has – we are taking her as a family to the American Girl Doll store to have lunch. She wanted us all there – Sunday Shoeeven the boys. Buddy is excited to see what all the fuss is about (he didn’t go with us last year) and My Man is just a good sport. After lunch she’ll be able to shop a little with her birthday money at the mall where the store is located.

My outfit for the day includes a pair of dark denim boot leg jeans that I’ve owned for YEARS, paired with a striped sweater with a gathered bow thing in front. I am wearing a white tank top under the sweater (it is sheer and she did not want anyone to see my bra – so kind), striped multi-colored socks, silver flats with black patent leather toes, tiny amethyst Mickey Mouse earings (which normally I would think were too corny but since we just got back from a trip to Disney I have a bit of Mickey fever) and my big chunky Timex watch.

The top, pants and shoes I would totally put together. But the socks… that is where the 8-year-old sense of fashion (striped top, striped sock) shines through today. I am glad she picked flats for some mega mall walking!


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“Where’s that black dress you always wear with this sweater?” Little Miss is holding up a grey, short sleeve long sweater that I have NEVER worn with a dress. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t wear that sweater with a dress. I wear that sweater with skinny jeans because it’s long and hides the plumber butt I always have when I wear skinny jeans.” “No mom,” she answers. “You always wear this sweater with a black dress.” Little Miss has gotten things a bit wrong – but I humor her and start pulling out black dresses. I own a few too many I think.

  • Is it this sleeveless dress with zippers and a black belt?
  • No.
  • Is it this short sleeve dress with a little tie around the waist?
  • No.
  • Is it not actually black but this dark grey sweater dress?
  • No. Forget it mom. Do you have a plain black shirt?
  • I have several… how about this one… oh this is actually a little cotton dress with 3/4 length sleeves.
  • Yes – that’s the dress you always wear with that sweater!
  • Seriously girl, I do not.
Heart Necklace

Heart Necklace

So, I found the dress. She’s paired that with the sweater and I’m wearing black leggings. She wanted me to wear tights but I wouldn’t because the dress is SHORT and I was heading out on an adventure with Buddy’s Cub Scout den to the local PBS station and I didn’t want to show the local news personalities my personalities. I’m wearing simple black flats with no socks. It is February and I do not live in the south but I can handle cold ankles for the sake of Little Miss’ yearly fun. (I did get a “cute shoes” compliment from a fellow mom in the school pick up area)  I’m also wearing a heart necklace, pink drop earrings and my one and only watch.

Little Miss definitely has her favorite things. I wore the sweater I have on today last year and am even sporting the same pink earrings with the sweater. For the photo she insisted that the sweater be buttoned. Two days done and counting….


Today I have a job. I don’t work every day – but a few days a week I am a substitute teacher. My goal is to be like Peggy Hill and win substitute teacher of the year, 3 years in a row! Since this is my first year I

Buddy Cut My Head Off

Buddy Cut My Head Off

have a lot of work ahead of me. Because it is a work day I told Little Miss she must pick out something that is work appropriate. “Can you wear jeans?” she asked. “Yes, if they are dressy-ish. It’s not Friday so I don’t Tuesday's shoewant to be too casual,” I answer.

I am wearing dark denim trouser jeans with an oxblood (as all the stylists are calling burgundy, maroon, dark red) shirt with a front ruffle. On my ears are dangly white beaded earrings and on my feet are a very old pair of black ankle boots with a buckle on the side and white stitching. This outfit is just perfect for a day in the classroom. Although, I do think I need to stop having my children take the photos. Buddy did today’s and the top of my head is missing yet again.


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8-year-old’s love FUN socks.

Little Miss is picking out many of the same clothes I wore last year when I let my 7-year-old dress me for a week.  I swear Wed soutfitI’ve bought new clothes in the past year but I guess my old familiar stuff is what she likes. Today I am wearing a grey sweater that ties in the front with a pair of jeans. She has matched this with the same shoes I wore on Sunday.

  • LM – You’ll be wearing these shoes a lot this week.
  • Me – Why?
  • LM – They’re my favorite.
  • Me – Why?
  • LM – Because they are all silver and shiny.

I think I still must think a bit like an 8-year-old as I too like things that are silver and shiny.


Thurs outfitToday I thought I’d be spending my day in my underwear. Little Miss forgot to pick out my outfit the night before. When I woke her up for school I was wearing my bathrobe. “Is this what you want me to wear today?” I asked. She popped out of bed and ran to my closet. She quickly pulled down a grey and black striped top and a pair of jeans. On my feet were a pair of casual grey flannel loafers. My accessories are my watch and the pink dangly earrings I wore on Monday.

  • LM – Would you wear this?
  • Me – Yes, you’re really not mixing things up very much. You must like the way I dress.
  • LM – Yep

I put the outfit on.

  • Me – Does it look OK?
  • LM – Yes!
  • Me – You don’t think my stomach flabs over the jeans too much (seriously a VERY nice case of muffin top)
  • LM – It doesn’t matter. That’s not what people look at.
  • Me – What do they look at?
  • LM – Your face.

What a wonderful reminder from a little kid that what I wear doesn’t really matter that much.


friday feet FAncy ButtAll week Little Miss has been asking where my jeans with the fancy pockets are. For most of the week they were in the laundry – but today they are Friday outfitclean and I am wearing them. Those fancy pocket jeans are paired with a plain black shirt and some knee-high grey suede boots with a great lug sole. After Little Miss went to bed last night I got a phone call to work today (substitute teaching is always last minute). It’s Friday, so the jeans are fine to wear to work, but I wasn’t sure if the jeans tucked in the boots were just a touch too casual. I tried on the outfit with the boots and Little Miss decided that we needed to make a shoe adjustment. My feet were switched to the black flats I wore on Monday, but this time were paired with a pair of polka dot socks. In my ears were silver dangly earrings that looked like leaves and around my wrist was my trusty watch.

I liked this outfit and I was perfectly comfortable wearing it to work. Good job, Little Miss!


Little Miss decided that she was done with this project. It could be that she was bored with my clothes. It could be that it was Saturday, a day of leisure for her. It could be that she had a sleepover last night and was just too darn tired to dress anyone but herself. So today, I picked out my own clothes.

Observations of the week:

  1. Little Miss often chooses the familiar
  2. I own a lot of black and grey clothes but I swear I own other colors too. Just about every day ths week I was wearing either black or grey.
  3. Fun socks are a must regardless of the shoe choice.
  4. If it’s shiny it’s better.

This was another fun week for me and my girl. Let’s see if she jumps at the chance to do this project again next year!IMG_2564

Squeezing Into Skinny Jeans

I hate skinny jeans. When the trend is gone forever I won’t be sad in the least. I don’t like how tight they feel all over. I don’t like that most styles are so low waisted that when I have to bend down or even sit I’m sportin’ a nice plumber butt as an accessory. I just don’t feel cute in them and am self conscience the entire time I’m wearing a pair.

And yes, I just said “wearing a pair”. Even though I despise the style, I own a few pairs of skinny jeans, and I wear them. I may feel like a flubbery thigh girl in them but I have to admit that they look fabulous with a great pair of boots.

The other day I was wearing a pair of these jeans so I could sport my grey swede lug sole boots. When I was out and about (with the kick-ass boots on) I felt fine. For some reason the boots elevated my skinny jeans and made me forget that I feel a bit sausagy in them. Then I came home, kicked off my boots, and was making dinner….

Me: My thighs look chunky in these jeans.

Little Miss: That’s just how your thighs always look.

Me: You mean chunky?

Little Miss: No, they’re just your legs. They’re just like mine.

And then I paused…. my other name for Little Miss is Little Miss Long Legs. She’s all 7-year-old skinny with bean pole legs that are all knobby knees and very cute. They are her legs, part of her body, and I love them as I love every inch of her. And she looks at me the same way. My legs are just my legs, they are part of my body, and she loves every inch of me…. skinny jeans or not.

I often forget that my kiddos really listen to me. I want Little Miss to always think that her legs are just her legs so from now on when I sport my skinny jeans with my kick-ass boots I’ll keep my mouth shut about how I feel about my thighs and love my legs because they are part of my body and I’m pretty happy with me.

My Daughter Dressed Me For A Week AGAIN! She’s 7.

This little blog I write hasn’t gone viral. Everyone and their mother isn’t talking about what they read on Moving Girl, but it’s also not completely ignored. On any given day I’ll get some visits and over a year 1000 folks or so will check out what I have to say (even though I think maybe 1/3 of those hits may be my mom). The post I wrote that gets the most hits is this little gem that was published last spring – My 6-Year-Old Dressed Me For a Week.   I ended that story with the possibility of this adventure becoming an annual event. That was something Little Miss did not forget.

Little Miss turned 7 four days ago. We’ve ballooned it up, presented it up, partied it up, caked it up, and the days (yes, days of planning – what treat to take to school, what to wear on said birthday, what special meal to eat that night, birthday party plans, who to invite, what kind of cake to have, birthday party having…. I’m exhausted!) of birthday extravaganza are over. Today we were having a quiet morning of coffee drinking, paper reading, and Lego playing when Little Miss came to me and said, “I’m 7 now. Can I dress you for a week?” She remembered….


I had no idea that I’d be embarking on my adventures in dressing when I woke up this morning. I had no time to psych myself up and prepare for interesting combinations of clothes. Two minutes after asking me if she could dress me we were in my closet. I’ve already noticed a difference from age 6 to 7. This year, so far, Little Miss is way more decisive. She entered my closet, pulled down a purple long-sleeve shirt, told me which jeans to wear and was heading out the door. “Wait… what about shoes?” “Oh, yeah,” she said and quickly pulled out a pair of black flats. “What socks should I wear?” Black socks with polka dots were swiftly chosen followed by some dangly greenish-yellow earrings. All this was done in just a few minutes. Everything she chose today is something that I would put together. So far so good….


I’ve tried to like skinny jeans. I own a few pairs and with just the right length of loose-fitting top I feel OK in them… but for the most part I just feel a little sausagey. They are usually the jeans I go to when all my other jeans are dirty. I’m a pear shape and there is just something not so pretty with having that shape outlined tightly. I see plenty of other women look amazing in them… but I just feel a little ugg when I put them on. So, of course today I’m wearing them.

I tend to be a 50% tight clothes kind of woman. If my top is form-fitting, my bottoms will be looser and vice versa. Today my outfit is 100% tight-ish and I feel a little self-conscious. Little Miss Picked out a very cute outfit – that is if it were a two dimensional photo on Pinterest. She picked out a nautical striped blue and off-white tee matched with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans. She chose white dangly beaded earings as my accessory. Looks good, I thought, even if it is all a little tight. “I still need shoes,” I told her then left the room. Later I returned to my room to see a pair of tiny white socks with multi-colored polka dots all over them complete with a little pom pom on the heel (they were a gift and perfect to wear around the house – they remind me of my childhood). These socks were paired with a pair of black shoes with a little ballerina bow and kitten heels. MEOW!

I had a yoga class in the morning and Little Miss told me I could pick out my own clothes for that. After yoga I put on my chosen outfit and had to head to the kids’ school to pick them up. Problem #1 –  I usually walk to the school – that was not going to happen in my shoes. I had to drive and felt like a gas waster and lazy girl. Problem #2 – I’m wearing heels with bright polka dot socks. I’m thinking I could pull this look off if I was 21 but 41 is pushing it. In the pick up area I tried to play it cool but I noticed a number of folks giving me a head to toe once over with a pause on my foot wear. The only thing I could think of is – yeah you wish you were this cool. SUCK IT. I’m doing something fun with my girl.

At this point I’m going to apologize for slightly blurry photos – My Man is out-of-town this week so Little Miss is my main photographer. My hair also tends to be wonky because she has me push it behind my ears to show off my earrings. I’m also not used to seeing myself in glasses but LASIK surgery is just around the bend and my eyes are preparing for it by leaving my contacts behind.


Today I’m wearing the sweater I like to wear with my skinny jeans. It’s long and loose and is a nice contrast to tight pants. But, I am not wearing skinny jeans today, I am instead wearing a dark denim boot-cut pair (I really own a lot of jeans) with a striped black and grey shirt and the long sweater. All-in-all not the worst outfit ever – although I think the sweater with the loose-ish jeans makes the whole thing look a little bulky. Little Miss chose pink dangly earrings, black socks with pink flowers,  my watch (which I’ve missed the last couple days – I kept looking at my empty wrist), and a pair of copper-colored ballet flats. The shoes used to be one of my favorite pair – but the toes are all scuffed and so they haven’t seen the light of day all this winter. Today they did and those scuffed toes either need to be fixed up or the shoes need to be sent on their way. They just look tired. I’m thinking they won’t make it to winter 2013.

I was all dressed in my outfit (sans shoes) and ready to face the day when squish. What did I just step in? Blech – cat puke. “Little Miss,” could you get me a new pair of socks? I can’t wear these.” She ran up to my room and returned with a pair of multi-colored striped socks. “Umm, are you sure those go with this outfit,” I asked. And she answered, “Yes! The stripes match your shirt,” and I just had to smile. When Little Miss was 3 she had a go-to outfit of stripes everywhere.


On Tuesday night I told Little Miss this, “tomorrow I will be going to the grocery store and doing chores around the house.” “Got it,” she answered. Got it actually means that she gets it in a totally different way than I would. Today I am wearing a cute little cotton/casual dark grey dress with black tights. This is matched with my big watch, a pair of dangly earrings that look like leaves, a sterling silver heart necklace that My Man gifted me with right before the birth of Little Miss, and 3 inch black patent leather sling back heels. When I saw this get up I did a sigh.

Today I was wearing fancy heels to the Commissary. If any of you have ever shopped at the grocery store on a military base or post or fort or whatever yours is called,  you know that it is the most unglamorous shopping experience EVER. There are some grocery stores that when you walk in you hear angels sing – Wegmans, for example, is just beautiful, Whole Foods makes you feel healthy just by being next to all that whole grain organic goodness, and Trader Joe’s is the hippest of grocery shopping. The Commissary is the old lady wearing an Alfred Dunner pants suit of grocery stores. I LOVE going to the Commissary for its low prices, but the experience is so far from glamorous that I knew my outfit would stand out.

Today I had a BIG whole cart loaded to the top trip to do. I was the best dressed girl in the store and looked longingly at all the moms in their yoga pants, jeans, sneakers, cute flats and the retirees in their sensible shoes. And then I got into it. I pushed that cart and ignored the pain in my toes and pictured myself in one of those fashion shoots you’d see in Vogue where the girl is wearing something very fashionable in the most unlikely of places and I’d pause smiling wildly and look over my shoulder with a heel kicked up. I also remembered a photo I saw on Pinterest (which of course I can’t re-find now) that had some celebrity couple schelping their baby somewhere and the woman was all decked out with killer heels and the caption said “Mundane Task + High Heels = Celebrity”. I put on my fancy walk and worked those grocery store aisles. Then I went home and took those damn shoes off!


I had 2 people tell me I looked really nice before 9AM and neither of them was a family member! I’m wondering if I normally don’t look really nice? Today’s outfit is another dress that happens to be very similar to yesterday’s (am I in a shopping rut?) This one is also grey but made of a wool blend – so it’s a sweater dress – but really the style is just like the dress I wore yesterday. This dress was worn with patterned tights, white dangly beaded earrings, and black flats. Luckily Little Miss likes to walk to school and chose my footwear so we could do just that.  She also had me change my purse to a “cooler” one. I’m OK with that, I like the purse she wanted me to use, but it’s just a little too small to hold all my mom gear. If a kid gets a cut in my vicinity I will NOT be the one to pull out the band aid and a little tube of Neosporin.

I liked today’s outfit. It was cute and comfortable. The only change I would make is no to the patterned tights – the pattern matched the pattern in the top of the dress and I’m just not a matchy matchy person.


I’m wearing the same jeans today that I wore on Tuesday. They are not my favorite pair, but I’m thinking they are Little Miss’ favorite pair. These are matched with a green button down patterned shirt with a black tank top underneath (in case the buttons come open a little), a multi-colored blue lotus flower patterned belt, a pair of purple socks and the same copper-colored ballet flats I wore on Tuesday. I thought this outfit was kind of cute. The shirt and pants looked fine together and if the shoes weren’t so worn out they’d be perfect. My only qualms about this get-up was the crazy mix of pattern with the shirt and belt (which didn’t matter too much because the shirt covered the belt) and the purple socks. I was just too much of a rainbow.


I was sure today I was going to be decked out in a Fancy Nancy getup. For months Little Miss and I were planning this day. It was our girls only trip to the mall to go to Claire’s and also to have lunch at The American Girl Store. I saw myself bedazzled, and bejewled, and so glamerous that all those around me would have to wear sunglasses. Instead, Little Miss completely surprised me! I was completely casual in jeans, a grey sweater, white beaded dangly earrings, black flats and my only flash – black socks with polka dots. I guess she wanted me to be comfortable? Be able to walk all over the mall? Then I took a good look at Little Miss. Yeah, we kind of matched. Jeans, plain shirt, etc. She said she wanted to wear her favorite jeans and wanted me to look like her. Cute, huh?

This was a fun week! Little Miss has definitely toned down her accessory overload from last year and other than some crazy footwear was able to put together some outfits that were totally fine. What I learned is that my little girl rocks, has a good sense of style, and that Spanx tights really do make you look thinner. The last little tid bit I learned from a number of people asking me if I lost weight on Thursday. No, I did not, but my tights are really snug! I probably won’t bring up doing this again when Little Miss turns 8… I have a feeling she’ll be on it and ready to roll. Maybe it’s time to give Buddy a shot?

My 6-Year-Old Dressed Me For a Week

It started on a Friday, late afternoon. I had just popped on my computer to check my email when a headline for a story caught my eye. It said, Dare: I Let My Boyfriend Dress Me. It was an article written by  Sarah Carrillo for who took a dare to let her boyfriend pick her outfits for a week… including accessories. As I was reading it I turned to my Man and said, “could you pick my outfits out for a week?” and he answered, “Oh… I could pick out your outfits,” in such a way that made me fear what kind of get-ups he’d have me wear. Then I said, “maybe I should have Little Miss do it?” in which he answered, “she’d probably do a much better job than me,” and an idea was born.

Little Miss is 6 and has been picking out her own clothes since she was 17 months old (that’s when Buddy came along and I was too tired and/or nursing all the time so I’d say, go get your clothes, and she would). She has a great sense of style and when I posed the project to her the only concern she had was that we start on a Sunday so it would truly be the beginning of the week.

We had a little prep time on Saturday afternoon where I gave her a tour of my closet and she went through my jewelry box to see which rings fit which fingers. And then we began. She’d pick the outfit out the day before based on what activities I had going on.


Two outfits were picked out for today. One to wear to church and the other for “hanging out” the rest of the day.

The church outfit is pretty fancy. The flowered dress I bought for Easter (Easter in the South. I’m not sure this dress will see the light of day when we head north) which I wore with some dusty pink  sling backs. Little Miss chose a high wedge sandal that has a flower on the front to “match the flowers in the dress.” It was a fine combination. But then came the accessories. I was wearing a ring that had a few stones missing (because it was a flower – must match the dress), green dangly earings and a necklace that was a chain of little silver flowers with turquoise colored middles. And then the surprise accessory… Little Miss herself. It seems she picked this outfit out so that we could match (and I am not a match my family kind of woman – in fact if my Man and I happen to have matching shirts on one of us is changing). For her own outfit she chose a pink floral dress, sandals with flowers, and a flowered ring.


My hang-out outfit was fine. It was one of my favorite shirts matched with a pair of denim capris. She did pull out a ring I’ve had since the 9th grade (she’s big on rings, and I have a lot, I was a ring on every finger kind of girl in the early 90’s). Normally I wear just a plain jane white gold wedding band and that’s it. Little Miss was making sure that my fingers would be well adorned. She chose some white dangly beaded earrings that my friend Andrea (check out Locust Lane Designs) made me years ago and a pair of  navy blue Keds for my feet.


She entered my closet and said, “you have so many clothes it’s so hard to choose!” Little does she know that my current wardrobe is just a shadow of the number of clothes I owned when I worked in retail. She fingered a 60’s vintage Hawaiian dress and said,” could you wear this?” I said, “you’re in charge” out loud and in my head I was thinking I would be the fanciest girl at Target. She moved on and pulled the sleeve of a denim jacket that I’ve owned 9 years and have worn a handful of times but can’t seem to get rid of. “I know,” she said. She then pulled down a denim a-line skirt, picked a patterned orange and red top and red platform cork soled sandals. She said I would be wearing this with the denim jacket. I said, “Really? A jacket? It’s supposed to be 90F.” She said, “OK, you only have to wear it if you get chilly.” She also picked out an amber ring that I bought in Boston when I was in college (and is broken), copper-colored stud ball earings, and a silver chain necklace.

On Monday morning I put on the outfit but there was a problem. The skirt she picked out (which is circa pre-my Man and that I’ve  that held on to all this time  because it’s not a mini, it’s a nice cut, and I don’t look like a home-school mom when I wear it) really is just too big. It’s 2 sizes larger than I wear now and when it came right down to it I really didn’t want to be photographed in a skirt that added bulk to my bulkiest area. So I said, “Little Miss, this skirt is a bit big (and showed her the gap between the fabric and my waist). “Should I wear it anyways or do you want to choose something else?” She said, “Yard sale the skirt, wear these instead,” and she picked a pair of denim cargo capris. Not only did she pick out a cute outfit for me, but he helped me to get rid of a skirt that I’ve had for way too long.

 (Ignore the slight blurriness, Buddy took the photo, he’s 4)


The one thing I realized about myself is that I rarely put on my “real outfit” when I run the kids to school. I throw on some workout clothes (cute, of course, no schlumpy sweats), take them to school, come home and… well… work out or do chores or play Words with Friends and get really dressed later in the morning. This week I put on my pre-chosen outfit first thing in the morning…. and with accessories I am way more dressed than I usually am at 7:30 AM.

When Little Miss was choosing my outfit today there was another fingering of the Hawaiian mini dress (let’s see if she actually chooses it sometime this week…) but she went with a black cotton casual dress with pockets and a pair of black capri leggings (this is actually an outfit I wear fairly often). I usually pair it with a chunky turquoise necklace and a pair of sandals that are turquoise and snake skin (fake). Little Miss chose red jewelry a pair of earrings with a red stone I bought in Paris and usually save for fancy occasions, a beaded necklace from the flea market in Santa Fe, NM and the same flowered ring from Sunday with the missing stones (which I didn’t mention before, but I hold on to even though it is missing stones because it was from my post college cross country trip – I really hold memories in my jewelry). She paired this with a pair of off-white strappy wedge sandals.

We had good friends stay with us last night on their way home from visiting family. They all got to witness this chosen outfit this morning and I was met with the comment “CUTE.” Little Miss did good.


Today was the first day that when she chose my outfit I was screaming WTF in my head. I told her of my day. I had a hair appointment in the morning and in the afternoon I was taking Buddy to Wilderness Park (cool little 1/2 mile hike through a bamboo forest) so I needed an outfit I could take a little hike in. She said, “OK, I’ll pick out something sporty.” “Sounds good,” I replied. She started in my closet and pulled down a simple pink V-neck t-shirt. She then headed to my dresser and pulled open the drawer where my shorts are. She rummaged around a bit and then pulled out…. bright PINK sporty shorts. OK, I own them, but I do so only because I found them on a sale rack for $5 at Academy and thought “those would be perfect for mowing the yard or hanging out around the house or working out AT HOME.” She matched the outfit with dangly pink beaded earrings  and my sneakers (running, hiking, Zumba, walking, casual sneakers).

While I matched VERY well I didn’t feel cute or put-together all day, I just felt like a big pink dork … even with the removal of my granny grey and a super new hair cut… and I kept hearing  this – Pretty in Pink – The Psychedelic Furs.


Today is the first day of summer break. No rushing off to school, no alarms (and yet I still woke up at 6AM – I am such an old lady), no real agenda. I have a few errands to run and a camping trip to organize (we’re heading out tomorrow). Because we don’t have to be anywhere  Little Miss picked out my outfit this morning. I pulled her away from the Lego fest she was having with her brother and she half-heartedly looked through my closet while whining about the fact that I had too many clothes.

She ended up choosing a grey top with metal studs around the neck, denim capris  (the same from Sunday – clean of course), big silver hoops and very fancy shoes. As I was putting on the clothes I asked her to pick out the shoes for this outfit. “Are there shoes in these boxes,” she asked. “Yes, those are my more dressy shoes,” I answered. Out came a pair of strappy sandals with a rhinestone flower on the strap. While I may be wearing the fanciest shoes around when I head out to the post office today, they actually were a pretty good choice. One of the errands I have to run  is to pick up a gown I had altered for an upcoming event and these were the shoes I was planning on wearing with the dress… I’ll be able to see if the altered dress is just right!


Today I look like a shlumpakinka and I’m totally OK with it. We’re going camping and my day will consist of loading up the car with all our gear (so we can take off as soon as My Man comes home), sitting in a car for a few hours, setting up camp and doing other things outdoorsy and dirty. I want to wear my old clothes and I’d probably been totally fine wearing the pink outfit today.

My outfit de jour is a pair of green cargo shorts that are missing buttons on the back pockets, have a few bleach stains on them, and have been worn 100’s of times. To match that is a  green souvineer t-shirt from Beavers Bend State Park in Oklahoma. On my feet are my sneakers and on my head is a cute black hat. I’m also wearing tiny silver hoop earrings.


Today is the last day of my clothing adventure with Little Miss. She had to pack this outfit as I am camped out on top of a mountain at the highest point in Alabama. She chose a pair of black shorts with white stripes down the side (usually used for dog walking or exercise), a blue “sporty” shirt, a blue bandana to hide the bed head, Chaco sandals (with a switch to sneakers if we go hiking) and the same little silver hoops from the day before.

This is a perfect outfit for living outside, hiking, and throwing on after a swim in the lake. I may not be at my cutest but I am most definitely happy being outside.

The End

So the week has ended and I can only smile at the  clothing adventure Little Miss and I had. She does have a great sense of style for a 6-year-old and I can’t wait to see what she does when she’s a teenager! What I learned is that I own clothes that it may be time to say good-bye to, I  have tons of jewelry that just does not see the light of day, and I often just throw on a pair of flats instead of wearing all the cool wedge sandals I own. The best part of this project was how excited Little Miss was as she carefully chose my clothes and accessories. We got to do something together, just the two of us, that was fun and creative. She even wants to continue with a week of me picking out her outfits (which I am thrilled about because usually if I make a suggestion she, of course, puts on the opposite of what I say). Would I do it again? I think so… but I’m going to wait awhile. Maybe I’ll let my 7-year-old dress me, then my 8-year-old and 9-year-old like an annual event.