If you were at the Kirkland meeting room last Friday night, you know whether I made her change or not. That afternoon she said "Mommy, do you know why I put this outfit on today?" "Oh please, do tell!" I replied. "Wellll, I knew we were going to dinner at the meeting room tonight and I thought that I should put on something pretty."
And really, who am I to tell her what is pretty? I'm sure there are days when she is a teenager that I will wish to be seen with her in this very outfit rather than what she'll have on. And I can think of a dozen specific outfits that I wore that must have hurt my mom's eyes. And for all I know--this very outfit will be featured in Anthropologie's next catalog.