I have this memory of an early morning during my first grade - that would make me 6 or 7 - in which I cried down in my room and decided I couldn't go to school that day because I had "nothing to wear!" Kind of sad that I was worried about my lack of outfit options so early in life, right? I guess I have always been particular about my clothing.
Well, I think I passed the trait on... and I am not really sure how I feel about that. On one hand, I don't love the idea of my child being like me; I don't want her to stress about her appearance as much as I do. There are so many other things to stress about in life - much more important things. On the other hand, I love that she has an opinion about what she wants to wear each day and there is no swaying her. She definitely knows how to make a statement.
No one knows how to mix prints quite like Ruby Roe. Honestly, I would rock this look if I had it in my size.
Cable-knit all the way.
Monochromatic.
Yes, that is a red feather in her hair.
Mini on a mini.
Miss-matched socks as gloves. Classy.
And, of course, Wonder Woman!
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