It is well documented how scared I was to have a daughter. I’ve just always felt inept at all things girly. I don’t know how to apply makeup, wear high heels, or shape my eyebrows. I like to blame this on being raised by my Dad who cared nothing about the tweeze v/s wax debate. But in reality? It’s just not my thing. And I was afraid to raise a daughter who might want that to be her thing and who would be desperate for guidance from someone and I’d only be able to say, “I think I read somewhere once that blue eye shadow is in.”
Update from 2020: I have much more diverse ideas around gender now. That last paragraph would make Nyoka SO ANGRY nowadays. She’s a very staunch advocate for things like this not being gendered. EEK.
But then – I had a daughter – and I discovered the joys of little girls clothing. OH MY GOD. There are so many adorable things to buy it’s unbelievable. Way more fun to shop for her than LilZ, that’s for damn sure. And you have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to buy us matching clothing. Of course, we don’t really have the money to go crazy, but I am becoming quite good at heading for the clearance racks at all stores. I don’t even look at the regular priced items anymore. If there’s nothing for us on clearance, I shield my eyes and walk away. Check out what I found on clearance at Old Navy this weekend — the most awesome thing a child of the 80s could ever dream of buying her daughter:
Jellies. Jellies!. For $3.49. How awesome is that? Now, if only I could find some leg-warmers and black lace gloves in her size. Her wardrobe could then be complete.