I imagine Maggie has had her own unique sense of style since conception. As soon as her gross motor skills allowed -- at about 18 months old -- she began dressing herself.
Her mismatched socks, polka-dots-with-plaids, and skirts-over-pants have never bothered me: clothing is one of the only means of self-expression available to little people whose limited vocabularies and undeveloped fine motor skills stifle other forms of expression.
A few weeks ago, after inheriting a tub full of clothes from our good friend Lainey -- another very stylish girl -- Maggie held a fashion show. She "hired" models, designed outfits, applied make-up, fixed hair, and wrote a script introducing each model and describing each ensemble. She even "hired" Uncle Johnny to DJ.
Last week, Maggie, Lena, and I had the opportunity to attend a Matilda Jane show at Pirahna Salon. Maggie tried on a few pieces, modeled for her stylist Amanda and the other patrons, and ordered one of everything (which we negotiated down to "maybe one for your birthday").
My little fashionista was in heaven.
(Lena was ambivalent.)
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