Showing posts with label I should really be a model. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I should really be a model. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The fashionista apple doth not fall far fromest the tree.

The Geej, left to her own devices, assembled this jaunty little number on Saturday morning:

Now, I'm all for self-expression through fashion, but this? It needs a bit of help. She's sort of going for that Molly Ringwald "Pretty in Pink" thrift store/bo-ho look. I mean she's even holding an "Emily the Strange" diary that says "Some girls are stranger than others" on the front, for Pete's sake. But really? She just looks like a kid who has rapidly outgrown a pair of pants and a shirt but doesn't seem all that concerned with it.

On a related note, this is what I, her mother, looked like at work on Monday:

And after a few hours of sporting the $4.99 knitted mumu from Savers, I decided to change into this ravishing number: Question: When is a plum colored "lounge suit" made out of questionable velourish material NOT an appropriate fashion choice? Answer: NEVER!!


Yep, she comes by it honest.