I could make this a weekly post.
A daily post, almost.
It's not unlikely for her to tell me what isn't working when I get done up.
She hits it right on the nose.
When she gets dressed, I'm often in awe of what she puts together.
Cause it's so cute.
And so her.
And so now.
HOW DOES SHE KNOW??
Saturday morning while I was making breakfast I asked the girls to get dressed and start picking up their room.
When I went to check on them, this is what she had on.
For a lazy Saturday.
Angora beret, scarf, ballet flats...and don't forget the bling!
Then on Sunday I snapped her again. We'd been playing out by the pool all afternoon in bathing suits. When I told her to go put something on for dinner...this is what she chose. (PS - I don't tell her to pose like this!)
Cut offs, faux suede boots, 4 bracelets, and a shimmer glitter purse!
I love this girl over the moon. She makes me smile everyday. But she is also quite the mischief maker. The other day, when I found my feather stash strewn all over the floor of the garage and I knew it had to be Molly! When I went to see why she needed my feathers so badly, this is what I found. (Again, no pose coaching!)
How could I get mad? Her posing, I do not influence...but I'm afraid this costume is my doing. She may or may not have watched THIS DWTS with her mother 50 million times already.