It's funny, that girl-clothes thing. It definitely skips generations. I am a total blue-jeans-and-sneakers kinda gal -- in fact I told two lesbian friends at work today that my Indian name is "Dresses Like Dyke" as they were admiring my corduroy shirt (sorry, hope that wasn't offensive to native people or lesbians ... my friends thought it was hilarious). I just can't get into the girly-girl look and never have been able to.

But my daughter? Dresses, skirts, frills and fluff all the way. My mom is not like that either (though her name would be more like "Dresses Like Corporate Power Broker") so we assume some random gene from my husband's side of the family must have brought out all the girly-dressing chromosomes in Emma. As I write this she is standing in front of the mirror admiring herself -- her favourite spot in the house.

Frances' photo sounds adorable -- I'd like to see it too!

Aw, I can't wait to see the photos either! Please share them with me, even if you don't post them here! ;)

My mother swears my sister gave birth to my daughter. My neice is two and a half, but has been a girly girl practically from birth. She loves make-up, jewelry, fancy clothes, high heeled shoes. My sister is so not a girlie-girl, so it is clearly a case of nature instead of nurture. She was born loving all things feminine.

I live in the deep South, and my sister recently moved from here back to our home town in WI. It was a year before I saw them again, and Sadie, my niece was very standoffish because of course, she didn't remember me. So I sat down on the couch, opened up my purse, and pulled out all my girly goods. She was in my lap in about 2.3 seconds.

So my sister is raising my daughter, and I was given boys to raise. I'm envious of your girly girl. I bet she's adorable. :?)

The outfit sounds adorable, as does Frances' enjoyment of said outfit. :)

Hi there,

I was just nosing around and came across your blog and thought I'd comment. I have to say that dressing up my little girl is one of the main reasons I'm excited about this baby being a girl instead of a boy. There just aren't as many cute boy clothes out there ~ and my father gets all up and arms if I put even a slightly "girly" looking outfit on Baby Boy. He insisted that we buy a suit for the baptism because he wore a gown when he was baptized and swears everyone thought he was a girl. Oh well. :) This time around I can go all out with the frills and the lace (if I want to!)

I bet the pictures will turn out wonderful! Hope you don't mind me stopping by!

Me, too! Can't wait for the photos!

Me too! Can't wait! I love me some Francestime!

BA, that's so funny!

Janene, thank you, and welcome.

Aw, a little girly action isn't SO bad. This coming from moi, who was relieved when finding out the second and last child was another boy so I wouldn't have to deal with frills EVER. But that outfit sounds scrumptious...how I love corduroy skirts!

I'd like a private photo showing too! ;)

that outfit sounds adorable. Frances always sounds adorable :)

Sounds like an ADORABLE scene!!!

ANd don't worry - excessive attraction to girly clothing in childhood (as well as princesses and pink) does NOT automatically translate to frail classic feminine roles in adulthood. As supporting (anecdotal) evidence - my favorite outfit as a child was a pink dress with a skirt that went 'flat out' - and I still adore pink. But you know where I stand on that other stuff. ;)

Uh, ahem. Yeah. Today is Tristan's first-ever school photo day, too. Beloved called me in a panic because there were NO clean pants in his drawer. I told him to go ahead, put the ones with the holes in the knee on him. Beloved balked. I said, for the individual portrait we'll never see his knees, and he's the tallest one in the class therefore will definitely be in the back row for the class picture. Put him in the ones with the hole in the knees.

I really hope I get the chance for a dress-up doll this time around!