I have created a monster. 2 actually. Okay that is a little dramatic, but when it comes to clothes, they are monsters. It is probably my fault being that I, also really like clothes. And dressing fancy.
I love Easter dresses. Every Easter my Mom usually made (or bought from "Mini World," a dress store for girls, dedicated to all things over the top 1980's ) our dresses. As well as matching accessories, one year it was a straw bonnet adorned with fake flowers. That was the year we were dressed as Little Bo Peep. Remember that Liz? Weren't you like 12?!
So anyway, I love me a sweet Easter dress. Unfortunately my girls and I do not share the same taste.
Which you might say, who cares? Make them wear it anyway! I have given up that battle long ago. I prefer to swim with the current on this one, not upstream. I have bought clothes in the past for Chloe, which still remain unworn (or worn once). It brings a little tear to my eye. Oh the beautiful things she could wear....but won't.
That eliminates about 90% of the dresses out there.
Macie's Easter dress I put on, and she immediately tried to tear it off. I guess it is not poofy enough for her. That seems to be Macie's only requirement-poofiness.
Well like I said, first world stupid problem, I acknowledge that. Tomorrow I will be complaining about the price of certain aged cheeses or why my smart phone battery only lasts a day without having to be recharged.