Subjected to My Sense

Sadly, my daughter is subjected to my sense of fashion, which in my opinion isn’t very good.  I tend to have an eclectic fashion sense, and I don’t often get caught up in current fads and flairs.  Stacy London would have a field day ripping my wardrobe apart.

 

I wanted to buy a dress for Tree Faerie to wear during our Ostara celebration next Saturday.  Since it will be held at a park and there will be food and an egg hunt, I wanted something that wasn’t too frilly and could be easily cleaned.  I also wanted something that could easily be worn with a jacket or sweater in case the weather is cool.  The last stipulation was that it had to be practically free affordable.

 

Since DTTF had class last night and I needed to buy diapers, Tree Faerie and I went to Wal-Mart and looked at clothes.  I glanced through the dresses briefly before the cute t-shirts caught my eye.  I picked out 3 t-shirts for her in size 18 month, which is still a bit big for her.  I looked at some of the other clothes and the pajamas.  Finally I got up the courage to go look at the dresses again.

 

Part of the reason I was hesitating is because my daughter is an odd size.  Going by the tags, she’s at the top or exceeded the height measurements for the 12 month size, but she’s at the bottom of the weight measurement.  This is what happens when you have a 29+ inch child who only weighs about 20.5 lbs.  I was afraid of buying something in 12 month size that she will only be able to wear for a couple of weeks or buying something in 18 month size that will fall off of her.

 

There were several cute dresses, and I almost bought a purple jersey one.  I changed my mind and put it back because I tend to buy a lot of purple for Tree Faerie.  I love purple, and she looks good in purple, but there can be too much of a good thing.  I decided to go with a green cotton dress that has little purple butterflies and pink flowers all over it.  It should come to about mid-calf, and because it didn’t come with bloomers or anything, I went looking for leggings to go underneath it.  The only leggings I could find were Capri-length, which should fall about the same place on her leg that the dress falls.  They’re purple, of course, but only because the pink ones were not the right color to go with the flowers on her dress.  I bought both in 12 month size because I don’t have to worry too much about the length.

 

When I describe the outfit to people, they all say, “Oh, that’s cute!” or, “I bet that is going to be adorable!”  Because they’ve all had the same reaction, I’m wondering if they are just saying that while trying to conceal their cringe or if they actually mean it.  Have I just committed a fashion faux pas, or is it really creatively cute?

 

I won’t have pictures until after Ostara, of course, but I will share them with you once I do.  I even tried to find the dress online and couldn’t, so you’ll just have to be patient and have a good imagination.

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