is my preschooler.
Sure, she’s braver with the pattern and color-mixing than I am, but she wears what she wants. Sometimes that’s head-to-toe pink. Sometimes that’s a brown heart-patterned shirt with a turquoise and burgundy paisley skirt, red leggings, a glittery burgundy hat, and blue shoes. And she’s exuberant about her choices.
Realistically, I have a very classic style. I favor solid (preferably jewel-toned) colors, hourglass silhouettes, and understated jewelry. I love scarves, tailored jeans, and ballet flats. Over the past few years, I’ve pared down my wardrobe and developed a “uniform” of sorts. I generally wear jeans or a solid-colored skirt, a brightly-colored tank or tee, and a cardigan or scarf to round out the outfit. I adore jewelry, but I usually keep my choices pretty simple. Same with makeup. I wear my hair in its natural curls almost every day. But still, I find myself perusing my collection of heels and wondering if I “can” wear shiny scarlet heels with a teal dress.
I shouldn’t do that. If it makes me happy, it works. Just ask my daughter.